Well we caught the mouse

Yes we caught the mouse and of course it wasn't dead! I couldn't look at it. I was hoping it would just hurry up and die so that I could get rid of it and not have to think about it anymore. Well that is until I catch the next one. The next one will be with a not kill mouse trap thank you very much. Kiah was having a fit crying and pleading. "Please don't let it die" She was soooooo upset. It was pinned right behind its head and over its rear end. It was not dying and Kiah was getting increasingly upset. "it's squeeking mommy!" I told her if we let it out it would suffer because its hurt so we should put it in a box and put it in the freezer so it will just go to sleep. It's supposed to be the most humane way to kill a mouse. Well at this point my goal was to make Kiah happy. I put the mouse and trap in a shoe box and brought it outside and accross the street. I opened the trap and it snapped back down on the poor thing again. I opened it again and he was free but his back legs were dragging. We got it back in the box and discussed the options again. Freezer or field. She wanted to feed it first. We gave it some peanut butter and it ate. Awhile later we took the box and let the mouse free in an open field. Whew. Happy daughter. Mouse far from the house. Mission accomplished. Today we will buying the no kill traps.

In other news. I WAS GROPED IN THE PARK LAST NIGHT! It's a long story. I'll write about it later tonight. Now we are off to the beach.

I have a gardener!!!

Meet My Gardener


I am so thrilled that I don't have to mow the lawn anymore. My yard is small compared to my old yard in Seattle but it will still be nice to have a gardener do it for me. I got a great deal on this one. She insists on mowing my lawn for me even if I cant pay her. She even begs to mow the lawn when it doesn't need it.

I also have a mouse. Yes a mouse. I have seen it three times now. The first time was a few days ago. I didn't know it was a mouse then. I saw something flit across the floor out of the corner of my eye. I told myself it was just a shadow, It surely was not a mouse. It was all too familiar. You see I saw this before at my sisters house in NY. I wasn't sure it was a mouse then either but found out quickly that it was. Only my mouse didn't show itself until a week later. I went to pour my second cup of coffee this morning and the little bugger ran accross the counter and shoved it's fat self behind the stove. I screamed of course. The kids were like "what! what!" I told them what I saw and this is what Taj said. "COOL!" No it's not cool! It's unsettling is what it is. Kiah apparently thought it was cool too because she didn't want to go with my mom to babysit her cousins. She wanted to stay here so she could see the mouse. I told her it might be dead or half dead when she saw it and she doesn't seem to care. Maybe it's because she feeds her cornsnake dead mice every week. But those are much much smaller. I figured out that it was coming from under the kitchen sink. It had left signs such as a chewed up sponge and droppings. I cleared it out and I had also pulled the stove out but it had already gotten away. We left the house for awhile to get some stain for Taj's bed and when we returned I opened the cupboard and said " mousey were home!" then it jetted across the back of the cupboard and of course I screamed. I didn't really think it would be there or come out. Something creepy about a mouse loose. I am not usually a screamer but they just catch you off guard. I just know this mouse has a name and I just know it's Gus because he's FAT. I'll let you know when I catch GUS GUS and friends. Maybe their here to help me like Cinderella.

Maybe I'll keep him.