September 06, 2013

Part V of V (excluding the conclusion): It's NOT a Mouse!!!

These 5 installments come from e-mail I sent family and friends in October of 2003. They are written in present tense and other than names, I have altered nothing. To recap, I discovered I had a rodent living in my dash, my husband was out of town, in an irrational frenzy I tried to sell my mini-van before he got home, and am now setting multiple traps and am awaiting the demise of said rodent. This is my ongoing saga... woman vs. rodent-Bou

October 2003
Holy Sweet Mother Of Jesus! It is not a mouse! Itís a rat and you are officially getting a play by play. OH MY GOD. I am having a damn heart attack as I write this. OH MY GOD.

I was at my car putting in my freshly cooked bacon. I was at the passenger side door. I placed the bacon in and was gingerly closing the door. I donít want to do anything that might trip those traps. I want it loaded for him. Out of the corner of my eye I see something quietly moving along the kidís bikes. The garage light is on, mind you. It is not afraid. I look over and it is a damn rat and he is big.

I swear on my three boys, that here I was between the truck and the van, 12 inches between each, and the next thing I know, I have crawled up between the two of them up to the windows. I have a foot on each side of the car and I have literally walked up both sides of the cars, not breathing, staring at the biggest damn rat Iíve ever seen other than the one my Dad bludgeoned to death with a flashlight when we lived in Taiwan. (That is a whole other story.) I am my fatherís daughter, but I am not bludgeoning this thing to death. I canít bring myself to get that close. I might vomit.

My husband isnít home. I refuse to go back in the garage. When he gets back, weíll set multiple traps. I am so not happy. I only have two rat traps and three little bitty mouse traps. That bag boy/man at Publix was right. Oh this is bad bad bad, very very bad. -D

Conclusion tomorrow!!! Who won? Mom or Mouse? Stay tuned! Same rat time, same rat channel...

Posted by Boudicca at September 6, 2013 10:02 PM

I do feel your pain. Many years ago I lived in a converted warehouse. Due to construction/demolition in the area, all the buildings near me, including mine, suddenly had a rat problem.

I thought I only had one, since I had seen only one. But my neighbors advised me to set multiple traps, so I did.

The next morning, I woke to six dead rats. know what...

The next day we caught 5 more. And so on...

It took a good long time, during which I was fortunate enough to be able to be out of town for the most of, but finally the plague ended. We got about 20 or more. Ugh!

But damn, those things are resourceful and almost endowed with super human to squeeze through spaces smaller than the eye of a to practically crawl upside down on pipes and across ceilings.

After all that, mice are nothing to me. But rats...ackkkkk!!!

Posted by: DogsDontPurr at September 7, 2013 01:27 AM

I am loving this Retrospective Adventure Tale... and at the same time, I am more than just a little skeeved out. I have my own dead rat story, and this brings back memories...

Posted by: Elisson at September 7, 2013 03:09 PM

DDP- No, what you had was WORSE. Many rats is far worse than my trying to find ONE rat in a car. Ugh.

And they bother me because they seem dirty and they can get into anything. *shudder*

Ellison- Retrospective Adventure Tale. Heh

Posted by: Bou at September 7, 2013 09:49 PM