Friday, October 23, 2009

EEEEEEK! No...wait...

I woke up at 2am this morning to use the bathroom.  As I stumbled through the house, I kept my eyes on the floor.  With only the moonlight and the digital microwave clock to light the way, I froze in my tracks in the doorway of the kitchen.  There, in the middle of the floor, was a mouse.  
Earlier in the week, Salvatore and I were playing with his Mickey Mouse coloring book and 
he kept saying, "mouse" for each picture.  When we were finished, he said, "mouse" again 
and I said, "yes, mouse" and he said, "No, mama, MOUSE" and pointed underneath the
in our dining room.  Sure enough, there was a dead mouse! Probably a victim of Benedict, 
so I scooped it up and threw it away and sanitized the floors.
With that incident still stuck in my head, I froze when I saw this little black creature not moving in the middle of the floor.  Panicking, I grabbed a large plastic container and placed it over the mouse so I could use the bathroom with some piece of mind.  I did not want to have to kill it or watch it escape, so I put another bowl on top of the container and returned to bed.  In the morning, I crept back into the kitchen and saw the bowl on top of the plastic container and knew that I must deal with the fate of the situation now.  I pulled off the bowl, and raised the container.  Guess what was underneath.....a black, toy plastic car of Salvatore's.  No mouse.  Thank God. Thank God. Thank God.


  1. ha ha!!!
    that's funny. I would've done the same thing, with the bucket!

  2. Hilarious! It's funny what our eyes see when they can't really! I've though many a lint ball or string or leaf was an oversized spider. Is this a sign of aging???

  3. Hahaha! I love this story...
    A little reflective of lots of things in life, eh?