So, I’m back in suburban Poquoson for the first time in about two months. I just kind of fell into my bed and it’s like…..ahhhhhhhhhhhh.
Why am I here? A few reasons…..
1. I forgot a cable I need later on today when I’m going to be working on the new mail server at work (FreeBSD+Exim4+Exiscan+ClamAV+SpamAssassin, y’all).
2. Dogs. Beauregard tried to block my path to the door when I left last night.
3. This fucking mouse who’s decided he wants to live with me. I suppose I should relate the saga…..
It must have been Monday. I was having trouble sleeping, so I was messing around in the living room. I put my glasses and my watch inside my cap, and put the cap on the bar separating the kitchen and the living room. Went, and sat back down on the couch. A bit later, I heard something in that general area. I see something run around, down the hall, and into the bathroom. I explored the bathroom pretty thoroughly, and didn’t see anything. I looked around to see if I could see any mouse turds or anything, and didn’t see anything. Went to work Monday Night, and everything was fine.
Tuesday morning, came home, no sign of mouse. So I’m thinking that perhaps in my alcohol-induced state, I was hallucinating. Went to sleep, and slept fine…didn’t hear anything all day. Got up, started getting ready for work, sitting on the can…..and the little fucker shoots out from underneath the sink and out the door. He ran under the washer this time. So, I finished up and went to work.
On the way home, I stopped at Wal-Mart, and bought a mouse disposal kit. Included were pellets, two mechanical traps, and two glue traps. I set out a mechanical trap in the general area where I’d seen the little bastard the most, with some of the pellets on the foot. Again, during the day, nothing. So, I went to work.
When I got home, the trap hadn’t tripped, but all the pellets were gone. Now I’m thinking, “shit, fucker is going to up and die inside the wall.” I reloaded the trap and went to bed. While I was sleeping yesterday, I kept hearing sounds coming from near the window in the bedroom. When I got up, I showered, and as I’m getting dressed, I see the fucker scamper behind a comforter that’s stowed in the corner of the room. Behind the comforter is a hole that Drew cut while he was running CAT-5 through the place. Now, it’s on bitch. Before I left for the peninsula, I set a glue trap up underneath the hole. The hole is a good three inches up the wall from the baseboard, so if it’s coming out there, there’s really no way it can avoid the trap underneath.
When I got back, the trap was moved a good foot away, and, of course, no mouse inside said trap. So I spackled the hole. I knew he was inside the wall. Went into the computer room, and started messing around. After a few hours, I hear things behind the wall……hmmmph. Okay, maybe I’ve trapped him and he’s looking for a way out. He found a way out — where the CAT-5 exits in the closet. I had the broom with me, and when the little fucker got sight of me, he ran back into the closet and into the hole.
I stuck the glue trap under there, and came home. We shall see who wins this one.
I do have a few questions about it though…..where the fuck did he get in, and how the hell can I get rid of him.
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