Char: 6, Mouse: 0

This is a continuing series on my love affair with the mice at home.

Today, I made progress! I am no longer a passive mouse catcher (read: waiting for mice to get caught in rat paper) but an active one!

Animal lovers should stop reading beyond this point.

Anyway, I was eating breakfast at the dining table when I heard rustling in the kitchen. I went into the kitchen..listened some more... and lo and behold, when I got to the sink, I spied a small mouse inside the our small garbage pail by the sink!

Mouse and me made momentary eye contact, then it jumped out! It ran behind some bottles on the counter top. I stared at the area intently wondering where it was. I knew it was still in the area because I was looking at all the possible escape points and seeing no mouse darting away.

Then, I tried moving some bottles around... then I poked the overturned stainless steel bowl. To my surprise and disgust, the mouse ran out from under the bowl (yes, I asked the maid to clean the bowl already)! I think it got trapped there when it first jumped out from the garbage pail. Anyhow, the mouse sprinted and skidded into.... the sink!

So anyway, our sink was like 6 inches deep and le mouse was jumping up and down. I wasn't about to let this one get away, so I did the only thing I could think of at the moment... I took off one of my slippers. And every time the mouse jumped up I would try to whack it on its head. Years and years of playing whack-a-mole at those amusement centers prepared me for this momentous occasion!

I must've given him about three whacks when I saw that he was jumping at a lower height. I looked down and saw that it was now trying to jump with its front legs. Its waist was now kind of twisted so that its hind legs and tummy were facing up. Great! Maybe I broke its legs, Mafia style!

I then quickly grabbed some rat paper and positioned it face down on top of the mouse. When it jumped again, it promptly got stuck. Then, it was wrapping up and throwing away time. Yay, I'm so happy! :D