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09/10/2013 at 11:13
I lost a few hours sleep the other night, listening to a mouse scrabbling around between our bedroom and my son's above. I have never worried much about that sort of thing but it sounded so close and being pregnant makes me weird about some things.
Pest control man finally showed up, lifted boards in one place, saw no signs, and dropped poison pellets through floorboards in various places.
My question to hubby (I am at work) "how is he going to retrieve the bodies?". Hubby doesn't know but helpfully offers to call the guy back. Why don't men think to ask common sense questions at the time?
Now I've got the raging hump as envisaging rotting mice/rat smell in the house. Plus we've still no clue how it got in so it could happen again. It's put me in a right stinky mood!!
09/10/2013 at 11:57
Mice are sneaky little beggars - they can fit anywhere you can fit a pencil apparently. I hate them.
09/10/2013 at 12:06
I think he should come back and check for you... but not 100% on that but I am sure that's what they should do lol!.. Mice are horrible little things, hope you can find where it's got in and block it over :)
09/10/2013 at 13:17
Counter - Hope your H gets some answers for you! Men are funny sometimes!
OMG - someone please come and tell my H just how 'horrible' mice are. My H found one in our garage, and apparently when he seen it he thought he must tell me about it because I would think the mouse was cute. A mouse, in my garage, cute, how would those 3 words even come into the same sentence. Honestly!! The mouse is still probably roaming around in there.
09/10/2013 at 13:50
ha Pepperoni, my H found one in our shed and nicknamed it Mickey!! Wouldn't get rid of it either!
09/10/2013 at 14:28
I don't wish to scare anyone, but there isn't normally 'just one'...
09/10/2013 at 14:45
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