Mice

Back in December I posted about how I saw a mouse in our house. Read HERE. What has happened the last two days doesn't even compare to what happened then.

To make this LONG story semi-short I'll tell it by bullet points.

Wednesday:

• I get home from work around 1pm, opened our baking drawer and saw our wheat bran bag opened and a huge mess with mouse poop in it. (LOTS OF IT)
• I go tell Jordan, turn back around toward the kitchen, and see the mouse running on the floor underneath the drawer. 
• I SCREAM!!!!!!!!! Run into the bedroom and start crying (I literally lost it, I have never felt so much panic)
• I grab a trap with poison and set it under the drawer.
• Jordan is really sick in bed so he tries to guide me through what to do (I'm still freaking out at this point)
• I called my father-in-law to see what better traps to buy.
• Being frantic on the phone and trying to whisper, I see the mouse crawling around on our shelves, the baking drawer that's open, and many times in and out of the mouse poison under the drawer. 
• Jordan tells me to watch where it goes in case it dies from the poison (we wouldn't want the smell of a dead mouse) The mouse decides to run behind the stove. I don't know where it is now.
• I sneak out the door, drive to the store, and buy glue traps.
• I get home and Jordan is up trying to find the mouse. No luck. 
• We look in the laundry room, find lots more mouse poop, and another poison trap.  
• Jordan tells me to grab the trap (we'll use it in the house). I pick it up, squeal and then drop it. A dead mouse is inside of it. Jordan tells me to shake out the mouse in the garbage and we can reuse it because of the poison. Really? I have to do this? After a few shakes (I was trying not to cry) I just chucked it.
• Jordan then makes a spear with his Bear Grylls knife and the handle of a rake. I am supposedly suppose to stab the mouse with it if I see it so it doesn't get away. 
• We set all the traps then take a nap.
• I wake up to noise. There's a mouse with one foot stuck on the glue trap. 
• Jordan grabs his pellet gun and starts shooting the mouse. I back up into our living room.
• Jordan walks towards the mouse, flips the trap on top of its body, then presses down...it's now all the way stuck.
• I SCREAM!!!!!!! another mouse went running pass our front door into the living room.
• We search for it, no luck
• We wait in the bed room quietly hoping it'll come out and we can catch it.
• An hour later we hear scratching
• The noise is coming from beside our bookshelf and behind our chair. Jordan grabs the rake handle (he took off the knife at this point) On the count of 3 I remove the chair and he tries to stab the mouse running around. No luck, it hid behind a tote. 
• Again on the count of 3 I remove the tote and the mouse sprinted across the living room and went out of sight. We search quietly again, but no luck.
• We put the traps in new locations and I went to town cleaning.
• I stayed up till 2am cleaning EVERYTHING. And I mean EVERYTHING! There isn't an inch unlooked.

Thursday:

• No luck with catching the mouse overnight.
• Around noon Jordan and I ran an errand.
• We got back and Jordan sees the mouse stuck on one of the traps. 
• He grabs the trap (I don't know how he does it with a live mouse on it) and throws it away outside with the other live mouse from the day before.
• 3 dead mice down...I hope that's all of them.