This story begins with a quiet night. I was sewing a skirt and Jordan was watching a TV show. I bring my skirt into our bedroom and lay it on the bed to get a better look at it. As I'm messing with the material I look down and see this black rodent flash by and head under the bed. I flipped out! I did something like a high knee running drill screaming into the other room. I jumped on our couch (where Jordan was laying) and started crying. I tell Jordan frantically that I saw something run by my feet and under the bed. Jordan starts laughing at me hysterically.
I think he laughed for a good 5 minutes before he could say anything. To much of my surprise...he doesn't believe I saw anything. There was no way I was going to get off the couch until he searched everywhere. He went upstairs and got my brother-in-law Drew and their dog. Maybe the dog could catch it? They pulled out everything from under the bed (that's one of our storage areas) to find nothing. They think I'm putting on a show, however, when we looked inside the drawers under the bed, there were several mouse poop droppings on one of the towels. Finally they believe me now.
We didn't catch the mouse that night, but did find a hole in the wall where the mouse could be getting in and out of. A couple of days later I hear scratching inside the wall from inside the bathroom. I'm officially freaked out! We need to catch this mouse!
we got a good laugh out of your post, although not your delima. All too familiar for me. John says the picture is actully a rat...tail too long. :) tee hee, sad that he would know that....
ReplyDeleteDid you catch him yet? You can borrow my cat. Mice are super scary, I lived with like a colony of them in china...I think I know way too much about them.
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