The Kitchen Family

:: mouse in the house ::

Have you ever had a mouse in your house?

YUCK.

Cohen was sleeping peacefully {thank heavens} when I saw the little bugger run across my living room floor. The minute I saw it I was up on my kitchen table, calling Brock. "Brock, what do I do?". He was nervous for me but told me to call our maintenance guy to help me. So I did. No good. He couldn't come til the next day. That was NOT going to work for me. {How in the world did he get in my house??} SO....I called my girlfriend Laura and she brought me a couple of her mouse traps to add to my two I had, and she made me feel better by telling me that the mouse won't come out if it hears you. From then on I was stomping when walking and keeping noise on at all times. I set the traps (pic above) but couldn't bring myself to put them under the couches and places I had seen the mouse. SO....I put towels under all my doors so I knew that the mouse had to be in the living room kitchen area. And I waiting for Mr. Kitchen, my hero, to come save the day. Brock came home and set the traps. We waited a few hours and NOTHING. I knew I couldn't sleep that night until I got to the end of this. SO....we tore the house apart. Mostly Brock did, but after awhile I got brave and we looked in every crack it could possibly fit. After we cleaned up, we figured it had to have gone back out where it came from. Sure enough, less than two minutes a trap by the window snapped! 

And then we saw this:

Graphic picture, I'm sorry.

Poor guy.

I hated him, then felt so bad that I killed him.

YUCKY.