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I am a mom, a wife, and a teacher-librarian. I have four boys at home: Main Man (44), #1 (14), #2 (11), and #3 (7). Although they keep me very busy, I also look after a library for an elementary student population of 500 (give or take). I love my family; I love my job.

Monday, March 05, 2007

I think...


...we have...

...a mouse...

...in our house!


(Any tips out there?)

11 comments:

mist1 said...

Get a cat.

Library Mama said...

Can't. Two people in our family are allergic.

JR's Thumbprints said...

Keep it as a pet.

Dino said...

sure you don't want to borrow one of my feline hunters. They are very skilled however I'd advise to take Misty as Cleo my just decide to play with the mouse for hours under your bed so all you hear is the poor thing being tortured. But you can always you sticky traps put some peanut butter on it.

Julie Pippert said...

A HA! BTDT

We called an expert, who got us humane traps. This makes us sound like really caring peope (which we are) but we also really wanted them gone, out of our house, not dead and stinking in the walls.

He did a total check of the house, sealed every spot they could be entering and exiting through, and then over the course of a week or two got them all out and that was that.

BTW, we had four cats. No use whatsoever.

GL!

Suzan Abrams, email: suzanabrams@live.co.uk said...

Hi LM,
Cover any suspicious outlets, it may be using as a route. Block its journey and it will go. Otherwise, cheese and a trap should do the trick. Yikes! :-)

Bathroom Hippo said...


I have a solution.

Buy a pellet gun, shoot the bastard.

But then Mentok would be upset...you know how even the strongest of Buddhists get when anything living is suddenly terminated?

Hey...do you guys like Colin Mochrie?

Library Mama said...

JR - Sorry, not a solution. I hate mice! Very nice to meet you, by they way.

Katy - Thanks so much for the offer, but if I invite Misty or Cleo, Main Man and #1 would have to move out, so not an option. The sticky traps are an option, though. We started with live traps baited with peanut butter, but I think the one we caught thrashed around so much that he flipped it over and was able to escape. Crafty little guy!

Julie - Your solution sounds fantastic, but I'm not sure we can do it right now. Come spring thaw, we are going to get some foundation work done in our basement. (We live in a 50-year-old house in a city built on a swamp!) That should seal everything up. Then, when the house experts are done, maybe we"ll be ready for the mouse experts. (Frankly, I'm thinking that all the foundation workmen tromping around down there will scare them off anyway. The basement seems to be their only home right now. With my pantry down there, they have no reason to come upstairs!)


Susan - That is much the course we've started to take. Cross your fingers for us!

Hippo - I might consider your option, except none of us are good enough shots. As for me, I'm not a huge Colin Mochrie fan. I don't necessarily dislike him, but, if I were channel surfing, I probably wouldn't stop on a channel because I saw him.

Thanks for all the great comments and tips, everybody! I'll try to get around to visit you soon.

Charles Gramlich said...

Weird, I dreamt last night that I had a pet mouse, who mutated over the course of the dream.

Lowa said...

I was gonna say get a cat, too! Most of us have allergies, we just deal with it. Well...we DID kick them outside after a few years. Still...it is an idea.

You know I love mice, since Princess has two for pets. We just cleaned their tank this afternoon and they are very happy to have fresh bedding, treats and a poo-free exercise wheel! Won't say poo-free for long, the farts do it anywhere, even their food dish! Still, it is nice for a few hours:)

Library Mama said...

Charles - That is weird. I hope our mouse doesn't mutate. (Nice to meet you, by the way.)

Lowa - I'm not sure I told the truth when I said I hate them. I remember my dad showing me mice nests on the farm and I thought they were adorable, even the scrawny little hairless infants. Still, they're so quick, and I am worried about frightening one when I go down to the pantry and having it run up my leg or something - yuccch!

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