Aug 26
Mouse in the House
Yesterday i was looking for an additional trash can to have an extra one upstairs. I remembered seeing one in the garage. Sure enough i found it. The light was dim, and i looked in the bottom, and it was empty except for some laundry lint. No big deal. I grabbed the can and carried it toward the kitchen to put a garbage bag in it… and caught a whiff of something unpleasant.
The light was better in the kitchen, so i looked again, and still couldn’t see much, so i stuck my head partway down in the can. THAT was a mistake. Not only was the smell completely disgusting, i could now see that one of the pieces of laundry lint had a tail, and i had voluntarily put my head closer to it than necessary.
Involuntary shudders wracked my body. Not wanting to deal with it, i went back into the garage and put the trash can back precisely where i had found it. I’m not sure why - i think some part of my brain figured if i put it back exactly where it was, i could more easily pretend that i had not just smelled the aroma of dead mouse.
I then calmly went upstairs and asked Lance to please take care of it. Which he did. I think dealing with dead mice (or live ones!) is going to have to be one of “his” jobs.
August 26th, 2008 at 3:45 pm
Um, you handled it much better than I would. I would have dropped the can once I discovered what it was. Probably bang my head somewhere on the can, as I try to maneuver away from the can as fast as possible. Shudders would also happen, but I would also do, what I call, the “pee-pee” dance, where I double-time my steps in place.
September 16th, 2008 at 8:39 pm
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