Long day yesterday, ending in my Da’s birthday dinner. 73 years old and I still see him as a 50 yr old tail-chasing authority figure. He tells me that he’s going to get rid of the car (which is now only accessable by the passenger side, something is wrong with the driver’s door). Oh to have a higher paying job. While typing that last bit I felt somewhat trailer-trashy but he’s getting around fine without it and it’s just “a drain on the inheritance” as he says.
I get home and lift my man-bag off my shoulders to see *ZIP* a small black smudge move in my periferal vision. Did I just see a mouse? Yes. I did. It tried to climb up over my cables by the TV. Now, I’m no caricature of some 50’s housewife screaming on a chair, but I did feel uneasy about walking ’round my apartment barefooted. I called the Super this morning and told them about the little guy.
Apparently a mouse requires a work order to be filled out. I am glad that they’re sticklers about not entering your unit without permission (I bet they’ve been burned in the past) but couldn’t they just slip the sticky trap under the door or something?
To take my mind off my furry squatter, a friend showed me the as-not-yet-aired Family Guy episode that will be shown this Sunday. Fans will not be disappointed. The formula is unchanged: Terriffic Jeppetto and Pinoccio visual joke. Tom Tucker’s upsidedown face kid! The evil monkey in the closet! Jasper. the extremely creepy old guy from Chris’ paper route! The animation quality seems to have been raised a tad and best of all: Stewie and Brian ARE BACK! Brilliant writing for these two characters makes them deserving of their own show.
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Awesome, my troubles were also over once I discovered where the little critters were entering from. The guy at the hardware store told me to use Steel wool also, worked like a charm.
I am happy that your troubles are over.
I dreamt that the little guy had opened my apartment door wide and you could see them coming in the distance. Weird.
Havent seen one since the super steel-wooled the pipes around the rads and under the sink.
Never thought of it that way, but you are of course correct, how is the problem with the little critter(s) going, hope its all solved now.
I had the same thing happen to me, last apt I lived in, contrary to others I found it easy to kill the little bugger, glue traps work very well, if there is one there is others, best to find out where he is getting in, block it immediately, before I found it, I killed 6 of them, after that never saw another one.
They are very unhealthy don’t feel bad about getting rid of them, they can make you sick and give your pet if you have any fleas.
Hope you get rid of them soon.
What ever you do don’t use the warfarin stuff – it makes them hemophiliacs basically. We used that once along with the good old spring loaded traps that whack them humanely in the back of the head just like at the slaughter house… but with the Warfarin stuff and the trap the poor little thing bled out and it looked like a scene from some Disney snuff movie.
I’ve asked a friend who is going to Home Despot to grab me a “humane” trap this afternoon. I couldn’t bring myself to snuff out his little tiny life. When I get him, he’s going for a walk in Riverdale park.
For what it’s worth, we get mice in our house every year. they always freak me out (in a stand on a chair kind of way), but when you get to see them close you kind of sympathize because they are so tiny and, well…adorable. plus they are like 500 thousand times more afraid of people than we are of them.
go for a live trap and take a walk in the park. those glue traps are just wrong and gross.