In preparation for this mouse hunt, my husband had put on two pairs of leather gloves. He carefully tried to trap the mouse so he could set it free somewhere that was not my garage or van. The mouse then became desperate and decided that his only choice was to fight, he jumped out onto my husbands hand, a hand that had two thick, leather gloves on it. My husband was afraid the mouse carried diseases so he wigged out and flung the mouse away from him. Away from him just also happened to be in the direction of my head. At least that's what it seemed like when I saw it flying through the air in my general direction. I screamed at the top of my lungs and bolted. In the process, I inadvertently snapped this beauty of a picture.
Yeah, that's my shirt hem and the pocket on my pants.
The mouse ran for the cover of the storage bins in the garage. Of course by now, we are both laughing hysterically. I'm pretty sure the mouse had already flew past me and hit the ground before I reacted, but it is so funny how when you panic, your body just takes over. Fight or flight. Apparently, I am flight, and the mouse is fight.
But ultimately the mouse lost his fight for survival. Peanut butter gets them every time. However, the mouse did have the last laugh, the power locks, the vent blower and seat adjustments in the van don't work anymore. We think he must have chewed some wires or something.
8 comments:
hahahahahahaha. Especially the part about him coming right at you! You're hilarious. Sorry about the car though, that bites.
What IS it about mice that just makes you get on a chair and yell "eek!" I mean, they are small and can't really hurt you--but you just HAVE to freak out!
LOL. You are hysterical. Of course you know there is no such thing as a lone mouse.
I do, but the trap has been sitting empty for a few days, and there are no further signs. We think we got her before she nested and made a family.
We were at war with mice at our house too! I find them adorable.
I would have freaked out too! No mice here-just scorpions. I don't know which is worse.
LOL!!!
Nice narration of your adventure.
Like the post very much and the mouse is soo cute :)
Thanks for sharing :) :)
That reminds me of a story. When we were living in our mobile home at Wymount, we would lay in bed at night and listen to scurrying animals that lived above us. we always imagined them to be mice, but it could have been rats or squirrels. Not sure. One night, we couldn't go to sleep and we were looking up at the ceiling, listening. Without thinking, Sean grabbed a shoe from the floor and threw it at the ceiling. The shoe hit the ceiling and immediately came down on my head. With my cat-like reflexes, I realized that I was going to be hit, and I was able to turn my head. So at least it didn't hit me in the face, although I still got hit in the head!
Laurie
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