
I'm on a mission.
I'm gonna kill a mouse.
I live in the country which means field mice sometimes come inside.
No big deal, you just kill them.
One of the things I did while I was off work was clean and organize all my cabinets. Some of them have not been cleaned since probably 1999!
I hear a mouse about a month ago - I made sure to put some rat bait out.
It wasn't DCON, but it looked the same.
One day later, in the middle of the night, I hear a bunch of crazy noises - I try to make RIley go see about it, but he's a wuss.
So I look under the sink.
THe mouse is sitting in the poison chowing down.
LOUD!
I feel slightly guilty, but he deserves it.
He disappeared - I'm assuming he died somewhere. Nothing smells, so hopefully it was outside.
There were little to no droppings left, but I had planned on cleaning anyway - so I took everything out of all the cabinets.
I also rearranged one whole section under my island to store all my cake decorating supplies.
So one day last week, I hear a suspicious noise.
So I put some MORE poison out - just in case they don't like the other brand.
There's now DCON and this other stuff under my sink.
Fast forward to Saturday night.
I was up really late reading wish trip reports.

Riley was sleeping on the couch.
I see something out of the corner of my eye and hear this crazy racket - it was loud enough to wake Riley up!
it was a tiny tiny mouse - like maybe two inches long - Cookie would dwarf this thing!!!
He makes tons of noise because he runs like crazy and his nails get stuck in the carpet. I guess he lives in my craft/computer room.
riley looks around and goes back to sleep.

worthless dog!
So I keep waiting for the mouse to eat the poison.
It takes him about an hour before he gets to it.
I again feel guilty.
After chowing down for a good ten minutes, the stupid mouse runs back to the living room, stops, looks at me, then heads to the computer room.
I try not to imagine him dying a horrible death.
Fast forward to yesterday.
Breadman came over.
With his chess pie recipe and all the ingredients.
He was telling me what to get out - I got a few things out of one basket, not noticing anything wrong. Then I look for the tablespoon - it has three turds in it!!!

I kinda freak out.
Breadman gets the whole basket of utensils and dumps it in the sink since he knows I won't be able to use them.
I, in the meantime, investigate the cabinet - there's more turds!!!!



So then I go to look under the sink - where I keep the poison.
Oh.
My.
Goodness!
this is what it looked like.
- - - - - - - - -- - - - - --- - - - - --- - --- - -- -- - - - - --
(those are all turds)
I'm not exxagerating.
That darn mouse must have some kind of pooping disease.
I might have freaked out quite a bit more.
I didn't have time to clean everything last night because I had too much homework.
but I guess i'll be getting rid of mouse poop tonight.
IT HAD BETTER DIE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Then I'll have to find the stupid carcass.
What do you want to bet it's going to decide to die in one of my containers with all my material in it.
