Every day brings new surprises.
My friend, Tash, and I took Tristan out for a few hours. We left Jacob and his friend, Trevor, at home to hang out. Upon returning the boys had quite an encounter to share. This is how the conversation unfolded:
TREVOR: I killed the mouse.
ANNE: You did? What did you use?
TREVOR: I used an encyclopedia. I just tossed it on the mouse and then it died.
ANNE: Where did you put it?
JACOB: Outside in the crawl space well.
Anne: Where did the mouse come out of?
Jacob: It just came out by your room. It squeaked really soft.
Tash and I walked outside. The boys tried to show us where it was. Tash saw it but I needed my glasses. After I put them on I saw this microscopic mouse.
The day before I had asked Tash to help me look for any cracks that a mouse might enter. After looking at how small this one was she said, “Anne I think that mouse could get through any crack.” Of course I didn’t want to have to think about that! I wanted to be done with this theme in my life.
Immediately, I came back in the home and put on my gym shoes. If I had my sandals on and a mouse crawls over my foot I would not be able to handle that. The mere thought of this makes me have anxiety! Tash could visibly see I was becoming very agitated. She asked if I would be ok. I said I would.
At that point I realized we did not have a Mickey Mouse we had a Mama Mouse that had pups. I consulted my reliable sources: You Tube and Google. I located a good video that described where to find the nest. The nest would be about 300 feet from a kitchen and off the beaten path. I already rummaged through my house looking for my shoes. There were not too many other places to look. I concluded it probably was in our bedroom closet.
I knew I could not mentally handle finding a mouse nest. Especially one that had pups in it! When Brian was ready for this mission, I left the house. Now that I think about it I do not recall taking Tristan with me!!! I do not even recall where I went or what I did. I just know I was not called to this mission. Brian called me when he found it. It was in our closet. I told Brian I did not need to know how many pups or what else he found. I would leave that OUT OF my imagination.
We spent the next 24 hours sanitizing our home in every place. We made sure there was no entrance anywhere for a mouse.
NOW we could all sleep.
What was the lighter side of this past two weeks? I said to a friend, “How is it that I could be in charge a room of special needs children and not be scared? Yet this little mouse I could not handle!” We both laughed!
Enjoy another healthy dose of laughter from our home!