I'm such a wuss .__.;;
Sep. 11th, 2007 12:30 amThere's a mouse in the house.
We ran into each other when I went downstairs for a snack and more water before bed. .___.;; We knew that there was a mouse in the house already because it's been chewing on things in the pantry. Bad us for thinking that it was safe to keep plastic bagged things in the pantry. It got into my Double Stuff Oreos before I did. T__T! Dad was gonna get traps and such for it, but he hasn't yet.
Anyway, I went downstairs and after getting my water, opened the pantry doors (there's no locks or anything, they just swing open easily). I heard a rustling sound and froze, thinking maybe it came from the fridge behind me, which was whirring and making ice. Heard another faint noise, so I bent down to check the shelves near the bottom (we'd emptied the bottom shelves of everything pretty much not in a can or tupperware). Then RUSTLING. COMING RIGHT AT ME. At least it sounded like it. D:
I screamed. .___.;; Then I slammed the pantry doors shut, grabbed a bar stool, and wedged it against the pantry doors to keep them shut. And then I ran upstairs and yelled at my dad about the mouse (and woke him and my mom up too, though they did sorta wake up when I screamed). He said he had no traps. I said the equivalent of: "asdfghjkl;;;mouse in the pantry!" He said I should smack it with a shoe to kill it. I pretty much said: "ASDFGHJKL:LKJHGFDSASDFGHJKL::!!!"
... so we have a mouse in the pantry now. And it will probably stay in there, on the next-to-bottom shelf, unless there's some other way it can get in and out besides through the doors.
I'm not gonna open the pantry tomorrow. T___T
We ran into each other when I went downstairs for a snack and more water before bed. .___.;; We knew that there was a mouse in the house already because it's been chewing on things in the pantry. Bad us for thinking that it was safe to keep plastic bagged things in the pantry. It got into my Double Stuff Oreos before I did. T__T! Dad was gonna get traps and such for it, but he hasn't yet.
Anyway, I went downstairs and after getting my water, opened the pantry doors (there's no locks or anything, they just swing open easily). I heard a rustling sound and froze, thinking maybe it came from the fridge behind me, which was whirring and making ice. Heard another faint noise, so I bent down to check the shelves near the bottom (we'd emptied the bottom shelves of everything pretty much not in a can or tupperware). Then RUSTLING. COMING RIGHT AT ME. At least it sounded like it. D:
I screamed. .___.;; Then I slammed the pantry doors shut, grabbed a bar stool, and wedged it against the pantry doors to keep them shut. And then I ran upstairs and yelled at my dad about the mouse (and woke him and my mom up too, though they did sorta wake up when I screamed). He said he had no traps. I said the equivalent of: "asdfghjkl;;;mouse in the pantry!" He said I should smack it with a shoe to kill it. I pretty much said: "ASDFGHJKL:LKJHGFDSASDFGHJKL::!!!"
... so we have a mouse in the pantry now. And it will probably stay in there, on the next-to-bottom shelf, unless there's some other way it can get in and out besides through the doors.
I'm not gonna open the pantry tomorrow. T___T