Whether you were aware of it or not we have a mouse or two or a few in our house. I’m actually unsure if we have multiples or not I’ve only seen one and apparently it has an adverse reaction to my screaming. I’m pretty sure the mouse in our house is baby so I keep wondering wondering where mommy and daddy are. That is if daddy didn’t do the deed and run away. Kidding. My mind strays sometimes.
When the boys and I got home today Big C casually mentioned that we had one less mouse in the house. I thought maybe he’d gone out and gotten different traps because the small mouse had been too light to spring the regular traps and had caught one that way. But no, he tells me the mouse drown. Huh? Apparently Mr. Itty Bitty Mouse got thirsty and decided the toilet in the boys bathroom was the waterin’ hole of choice. Being so small he couldn’t get back out and well, er, drown in the toilet. What a crappy way to go eh? (Pun definently intended) As I laughed Big C told me to imagine his surprise when he lifted the lid to relieve himself and saw Mr. Mousey all dead and floating. Ick.
So I asked how he got the mouse out? He didn’t, Mr. Mousey was tiny enough to flush. I just hope our septic tank doesn’t get heart burn and burp dead Mr. Mousey back up into the toilet. Ew, gross. I know. Oh the joys of living in the country. Toilet -1 Mouse – 0.
Whether you were aware of it or not we have a mouse or two or a few in our house. I'm actually unsure if we have multipl...