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Listening To
Disney - The First 50 Years

Reading
Insomnia Stephen King

January 03, 2006

Mouse Hunt

My aunt and uncle moved up a few weeks ago into some newly built track houses. My aunt was telling us how a field mouse got inside the house and chewed on their new couch. So my cousins Andre, Jay, myself, Bello and Belle tried to catch it. What a comedy show that was.

We waited a long time for the mouse to come out. Finally it ran out from underneath one of the pantry doors. Andre and I saw it and looked at each other.


Me: Holy shit! Did you see that?

Andre: Yeah I saw. It’s that mouse.


We both walked over to the stove and stood there. It finally ran out from the stove and in between the moving boxes while Andre and I are screaming our heads off, “It’s the mouse! It’s the mouse!”

We all ran to the boxes, screaming and laughing trying to trap it. The boxes were like a maze and the mouse kept running in between them. We eventually lost it but we weren’t about to give up. No way, that sucker was ours.

A few minutes later we heard a sound coming from the stove. Jay looked and saw its little nose peeking out from the vent underneath the top of the stove. It was teasing us! He shook the stove and it finally ran out back towards the boxes. That’s when Bello came up with a good idea. He grabbed a little plastic basket and emptied out the pens from it. We managed to get the mouse to run towards Bello and just at the right moment, he captured the mouse. We were all screaming; excited that Bello had captured it but our victory didn’t last too long. It had managed to squeeze its body through the tiny slits on the side of the basket and escaped back into the pantry closet. What a let down that was.

Just when we gave up, he made one last appearance. All of us were sitting right in the middle of the floor. The little fucker had the audacity to run right between us and underneath the electric fireplace. It happened so fast and we were stunned but at the same time we all got up screaming and ran towards the fireplace.. We tried once again to trap it (Bello tapped the sides of the basket) but to no avail.

My aunt finally caught it a few days later but not before it managed to chew up her couch some more and got away with cheese from three mouse traps.

I feel bad now that it’s dead. We had so much fun with him.

Rest In Peace little guy. Sorry to invade your habitat and then murder you. Life sucks sometimes but then again, maybe you’ll come back as a platypus or some shit like that.

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