Mousey Mousey Come out of your Housey

So I am sitting here in the quiet early morning, savouring my coffee and checking my FaceBook, and out of the corner of my eye I see something small moving. I swung my head around to look and it was a rodent, a rat I thought. I was sure I was seeing things. Then I saw it again and I screamed. I did the whole “stand in the middle of the bed and scream like a banshee while clutching the covers to me” stereotypical thing. Woke up my boys who came running to save me from the rodent monster.

I was a quivering mess, stammering “there’s a rat there’s a rat there’s a rat”. (I am such a wuss) The two oldest quickly got their fly swatter and a garbage pail and stood in wait. After 20 seconds they saw it and started chasing him excitedly, while pointing out to me that it was too small to be a rat, it had to be a mouse. The kids ran all over the apartment chasing it, trying to trap it. I kept imploring them not to kill it, just get it the heck away from me and my brood. I sent one of the others downstairs to get the super.

All the while I am totally freaking out. My little men made total fun of me – “Ima, it’s just a little thing, what are you so scared of?” My little Prince ChatterBox stayed with me and promised to keep me safe, but I just kept feeling my flesh crawl.

It took a long 20 minutes for the super to get here – with his traps and food etc. and during that time a friend called to let me know that mice like to poop in shoes so I should check them – do you freaking know how many pair of shoes I have? And to check them all for rodent droppings? Can’t I just get new ones??

The traps are down, the super also got his little dig in too – as have many other people over twitter and FB. Yes I know it’s a tiny little thing. I know I am bigger than it. I know it can do me no harm. I know that LOGICALLY. Emotionally? – get it the heck away from me right now!!! Now I have to wait for the little mouse to die. I don’t want it to die, I just want it out of here. I don’t do crawly things. I am scared to put my feet on the floor. I so need to shower – I am scared it will pop its head out of the drain. (Over reacting much??)

I don’t think I can be here all day – I will be waiting to hear the click of the mousetrap…. Poor little mousey.

The kids are sitting in the kitchen eating breakfast as if nothing happened – the thought of food right now just nauseates me. But the kids have had the best entertainment in years, and it didn’t cost me a penny. (oh the stories they will tell about their mother in camp today…..)

ETA – while this was happening my oldest also told me I should text the KoD to drive up from Monsey and save me.

KoD texted me : you should get a nice TAIL out of this….

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  1. Gitty Levi says:

    Don’t you think you should name the blog “Mousey, mousey get out of MY housey”? Hang in there Hadassah! You’ll survive. I survived 5 skunks,’member?

  2. hadassahsabo says:

    ugh skunks….
    btw this title was from a song we used to sing growing up….

  3. tom says:

    Hate Mice. Loathe Rats. I would have had the same response as you.

  4. Hadassah,

    That is too familiar and funny – I react the same way to rodents. I do a lot of EFT – tapping (emotional freedom technique) – and it would probably work with my fear of rodents, but I’ve yet to try it.

    Might be good for you, though, to recover from this recent rodent trauma!

    Good luck, Yael

  5. Z! says:

    Reminds of a hilarious family story that my hubby loves to share.

    Years ago, one afternoon, his oldest sister saw a mouse running around in her room. She screamed, jumped up and ran out of the room. The other siblings heard her and ran to her room. Where they found the mouse- now dead from fright- on her floor.

    BTW- many of those traps aren’t senstive enough to catch a mouse. Often the mouse walks right up to the trap, takes the bait and walks away. The sticky paper works well, but it is really inhumane. Peanut butter is a fantastic bait.

  6. hadassahsabo says:

    lol Z! the traps DO have peanut butter in them…

  7. shoshi says:

    YEah, I knew you were a very attractive woman.

    In order to be attractive, you have to react exactely the way you did.
    It awakens the protector instincts in men.
    But they should not be your own sons..

  8. Mattit_TOFY says:

    Dog & cat food are good attractants, as well. We’re dealing with a mouse infestation… although I think we’ve caught all but one. If it weren’t for the fact that field mice can be the cause of the Hanta (sp?) virus, we probably would have caught and kept a couple.

    Poop in shoes? Old wives tale. They poop wherever they find something to nibble on.

    Just remember…where you see one, ten others are hiding. ;)

  9. Anonymous says:

    The ten other rule is true…

    Though, we had a mouse problem in the office, set out poison and one mouse trap- caught the little bugger and all the other mice seem to have gone away.

  10. John says:

    I don’t know if swatters are the right tools for a rodent problem. You should set some traps or get an exterminator. I’ve heard about that new Victor Multi-Kill trap. I was thinking about getting one myself.

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