Guardians of air, fire, water, and earth, hear me now. Lord and Lady come to me, if you desire, and aid me in this goal. Help me to find the strength and ambition to do what is difficult for me to do. Protect those things which I must leave be until my attention can be returned to them and aid my focus towards this task. Aid me in ridding my house of these mice thereby allowing me to set my household right again. Guide me in returning safety, security, and peace to our home and our lives. So it shall be.
And in case that doesn't work, the mice can have the house if they want it so bad. It's like they're taunting me. It's like they have planned their attack carefully. Mouse number one was caught in a trap 4 days after first sighting. I doubt he was inhabiting our home for long before we saw him since we haven't found any evidence of his existance still. Mouse 2 came along exactly 24 hours later but was content to hang under the dishwasher and behind the cabinets. Dh heard him, 12 hours later I heard him, 12 hours after that he was in a trap. Like clockwork it was about 48 hours before the third one made his presence known, only this time I mean business when I say I want him gone. Neall and I were awakened this morning, about 5:20 to the loudest racket I've ever heard. It was so loud Oak heard it and stirred. It was IN THE WALL, in our bedroom. Luckily it was at our feet, not our heads or I'd have really flipped. We couldn't figure out what it was but the second dh's feet hit the floor it stopped. He turned on the light and we didn't see anything. He flipped off the light, was upgraded to the side of the bed by the wall because *I* certainly wasn't going to sleep there any more. We heard it less obnoxious but definately still in the same spot about 15 minutes later. A beam from the flashlight proved that it was inside the wall, not the floor of my room. But, how the heck did it get there? And more importantly, WHY? What a truly uncomfortable spot to be. Surely this mouse must have passed by a plethora of acceptable places in which to make a nest before settling on this one. It's in the wall, nowhere near a food source, a story and a half off the ground, in a wall on the wrong side of the heating source. No idea what it was nibbling on. Dh says either the styrofoam venting for the insulation or the backing of the insulation. Did I mention it was LOUD. Dh thinks it's possible that it is not a mouse but rather a squirrel. Apparently, unbeknownst to me, there are gaps above the gutters between the gutter and the roof, meaning any number of creatures could come INSIDE. This is probably knowledge better left out of my brain because my HEAD is INCHES from this gap. Inches I tell you, and nosir, I don't likeit. So, traps are set near food sources and near where we've caught whiskered creatures before and I am stuck here at home with the little vermin. Pray it's a squirrel, at least those can't flutter through my home like a shadow leaving no sign of there presence unless you're lucky.
In an internet search for a spell or ritual to rid my house of mice I discovered the blog linked below. An interesting lady, for sure. Check her out if your ready for your mind to be tweaked.
http://norbertandcletus.blogspot.com/
On a related note, this living room and kitchen WILL be clean today. I mean clean friends. I absolutely cannot live another day in this clutter. Upstairs is more of a project and thus it will wait until I either have company who can hold a small but busy baby or dh is home. I will need extra hands and conversation to get through it.
While we're at it, please pray for granny and my mother in law. Granny is going to be released from the rehab facility on February 5th and my MIL has decided to bring her into her home. I have serious concerns about this but really it's none of my business. Perhaps I'll go into more detail as a vent later, just so I can express my concerns and then let it go. Some of it is selfish since that will mean that my kids and I are losing a part of our support system here, including really the only people who can babysit for our children without any trouble. I know most of you would gladly take my children for a few hours, but nobody replaces gramma for an easy fix to the occasional situation when we need child care. The stress that is causing me is enough to set my heart fluttering a bit wildly. Mostly I just really don't think it's the best situation and environment for granny. But, she's 101 so really how much longer can this go on, kwim?
2 comments:
When we finally got around to killing our mice (and they were "our" mice) we caught four of them and that's it. I thought there would be more. It sounded like more.
Are you using snap traps? Cheapest and best, imo.
We're using snap traps. It's like they can hear my sigh of relief and that's their cue to send in another one, slowly closing off all of my safe space.
OOOhhh, KR's anti-biotch tincture, forgot about it! Off to suck some down.
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