A few days ago I found a little surprise in my washing machine. Well, apparently Mr. Beady Eyes has a mate. She was under the love seat this morning. How did I know? - my cat suddenly began casing the furniture.
I put on my knee high rubber boots (Mrs. Beady was NOT going to be running over MY feet!) and grabbed the love seat and pulled it up. I expected the mouse to run out. Nope. She was hanging onto the back of the couch!!!! I said a bad word.
The mouse jumped off the back of the couch and ran under the TV stand. The stand has smoked glass shelves so my cat could see it running around underneath but could not catch it. Finally the mouse ran behind the book shelf but the cat thought it was under the end table. I moved the bookshelf, grabbed the cat and shoved her behind the shelves.
BAM! She had that little sucker in her mouth. She ran to the back of the house while I ran to the front to open the door. I went to the bedrooms to coax the cat out but by then she was in kitchen with her prize. She dumped it on the floor under the table. The mouse was obviously injured or in shock or both (who cares?!) as it lay there twitching. I don't normally think fast in crisis situations but I knew it was up to me to finish the job.
All my baking pans are stacked on the kitchen table because the mice were getting into the drawer where I normally keep them. I grabbed a 13" x 9" cake pan and slammed it on the mouse! Twice! Mousey bye-bye.
I swept it up and deposited the corpse outside. UGH!
The cat is still looking for it in the house (I guess she doesn't get it that I killed it) but she's not casing anything now (there is a difference) so I hope this is the end of my mouse caper. I will be mucking out the porch today which is where they seem to be coming in and hopefully I won't find any more evidence of unwanted visitors!!!
Warning! Lethal weapon!
Update - I found the hole...and the nest....and poo.....let's just say a lot of bleach was used in my house today.
