Thursday, June 15, 2006

M-O-U-S-E

Ewwww! We have a mouse in our backyard. I spotted it on Tuesday night while I was eating dinner and almost came out of my chair. (Yes, it was outside.) I tried to remain calm enough to tell Jim about it but my kids immediately were looking for whatever it was. Let me interject right here that I hate mice. Some people are freaky about snakes - I can walk around them and discuss them without any hesitation. I've know people who are weird about spiders - I say let them live, they eat mosquitoes. But mice are another story.......

Last night the horrible rodent walked (it ain't running) across our patio and then sat calmly deciding where to go next! I was horrified! After church, Jim got a gun and tried to kill it (Praise God) but the children kept walking out the door. Jim gave up. Now I can't go in my backyard and I look for it every time I walk by the windows. My sweet hubby keeps telling me that it can't come in our house and I'm choosing to believe him!

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I was blessed during my time at Homewood church of Christ to be around several missionaries. Homewood's policy is have their missionaries live and work there for 6 months to 1 year to get to know the members. Of course, it also allowed the members to know them! Anthony Parker was one of those missionaries and his blog tells of another. Cyndi Chowning spent many years in Africa and has died there. Please link over to read Anthony's tribute.
Blessed are they that mourn, for they shall be comforted.

5 comments:

jessica said...

There was once a mouse under my carport (remember I live in the boonies) so I went inside to get the shotgun to take care of it. Good thing I called Robert on the way back outside... he informed that shooting a shotgun shell towards the cement is not the wisest idea. The funniest part was that the 2 dogs and 2 cats that we have for this purpose were sitting there looking at me like I was crazy.

Good luck with your mouse...

judy said...

I know this will make you feel better. After picking up Lori's pacifer and finding the end chewed off my mother said, "There is never just one mouse." You better get some poison or sticky traps.

Nicole said...

Mice are CREEPO! My cat seems to catch one ever once in a while. That is the only reason I like my cat, otherwise he would really be worthless. Get you a cat and maybe you wouldn't ever see them alive, just dead while your cat is eating it!! Happy Hunting! :)

karene said...

You have taken me back in time to when I was in college at ACU and living on Washington Blvd. We had mice in our house and I remember my roommate and I standing on our bed and squealing as several mice ran through our room. I have no other memory of how we took care of the problem. Must have been so traumatic that I blocked it out!

Fast forward a few years to when we lived in So Cal and we had a rat in the attic. Now that is a rodent!

Anna said...

Mice don't bother me so much. I mean, they gag me out because they are disgusting little creatures, but I am definately not scared of them. Now snakes on the other hand, TERRIFIED. I mean I seriously lay in bed at night (snakes are an issue where I live) scared to death that one of my kids is going to walk out on the porch & one be coiled up waiting for them. Rattle snakes are the issue out here, and those are seriously poisonous, so I think I have a right to be scared to death of them. People die from those bites!!