It was business as usual at Casa de Lisa B..I was futzing around my apartment doing some chores, and Ally da Pup was trying to chew her foot in the living room. Ally was wearing an e-collar due to her annual end of summer itchies allergies. I heard a weird noise and I peeked in the other room. The pup was trying to get at something. At first I thought it was a bug but then I saw a tail AND IT WASN’T ALLY’S!
It was a mouse. In my apartment. Facing off with my dog.
I screamed. Then I called Ally over to me and she reluctantly came. I locked her in the bedroom and I called the front desk insisting that the super come up NOW. I checked to make sure Ally was ok while I watched the mouse. At first I thought it was dead and freaked out wondering if Ally’s rabies shot was up to date, (it was.) Then I saw the mouse start to walk around. I called the front desk for the second time in four minutes and the super came up immediately. He caught the mouse in one of my old chinese food takeout containers and took him away. Meanwhile I was completely undone. I have never had a rodent in my home before and I didn’t like it! I’ve heard about them being in people’s New York apt.’s but this was my first. GROSS!!!
I sprayed down the area where the mouse visited with disinfectant and eventually my heartbeat went back to normal. I did however spend the next few days wondering if the mouse had friends and relations. Every time I heard a noise I ran to check it out.
*shudders*
My apologies to Stuart Little but if he had been in my apartment he would have been toast. Shrimp toast.
Wow, your first encounter with New York city’s natural wildlife. Glad to hear it was a successful hunt! Bagged a mouse on your first outing!! Good job!
This is a true story. We had a mouse problem in my office. Because my boss is terminally cheap, he wouldn’t invite in an exterminator. So, I decided to start an office “mouse pool.” Each person put in $2 to guess which office/location the next dead mouse would appear. This went on for about 5 weeks. Eventually the mice opted out of the competition.
You would have never survived at my mother’s house. When we moved there, a lot of the surrounding area was farm land. Then they started developing and the mice fled the fields. Into our house. I still have not forgotten the feeling of getting up in the middle of the night to go to the bathroom only to have a mouse run across my foot.
Recently my neighbors say that they have spotted mice. I’m not too worried though because Boris and Natasha hunt just about anything that moves. And the way they go after their toy mice makes me feel sorry for a real mouse if they should ever encounter one.
I’m glad the super got a hold of it for you. Nothing creeps me out more than rodents and bugs inside!!! YUCK!
Have a great Sunday!
lol…you big wuss! Course, I don’t like mice either.
Well, never tried them under some thick gravy either.
I’m thinking you just kicked Ally Da Pup’s friend out of the house. Ally was probably in the middle of playing a game of Hide and Seek with his little pal and had just ‘found’ it when you had some man box up the little playmate and ship it off to a Fate Unknown.
If it was lucky, the Super probably dumped it in a building run by someone he didn’t like. Does Ally seem a little down today?
Uh, yeah.
We hate those mices to pieces, right LB?
Less verministic than roaches or rats, but unwelcome just the same. Mousetraps are the way to go, since Ally prolly won’t appreciate a cat friend.
I’m just glad it wasn’t his larger cousin, Sir Rat. The problem with mice is they chew wires. When we lived in the country up state from you, they really drove me nuts. There was no stopping them. You’d slow them down for a while but they just kept coming.
Good move, Lisa. That would be upsetting for most anyone. I’ve managed to avoid that situation somehow. Although last year, my mother called me to say she was standing on a chair with a mouse in her house from the garage. My brother lived closer so he drove over and captured the mouse!
You should have beat the mouse with a broom or shovel or something to make sure it was dead!
The Wife came home one day and found a dead mouse on our hardwood floor. We’re pretty sure the cat got it. At least the beast is useful for something.
Hilarious! Although I can understand not wanting them in your house, I am always surprised at how people totally freak out over mice.
Ding ding ding….
“In this corner, we have a 1 ounce mouse with a 2 millimeter reach….and in this corner we have a full sized adult human with a broom….wait a minute, looks like the human is screaming on the chair again – the human forfeits! The mouse wins!”
If it just a simple mouse, let it be. If it is Mickey Mouse, kill that bastard!
I guess, having grown up near a wooded area (and being owned by cats my whole life) I’m not as upset by mice as you are. We never had one in the house, but, again, we always had cats.
Ewwwwwwww!!!!!!!!!
That’s all I have to say on the subject…
Well… at least it was a mouse and not a full grown sewer rat.
Those can be a huge problem.
EEEEK, a MOUSE! I would have freaked. I can handle most bugs, but rodents would just…well…I’d freak.
We had a couple of tiny little mice in our house last year…. ick! We set traps and I was scared to even LOOK to see if anything was caught in the trap!
we lived across from a tree farm at one point. fall happened (a real fall, with cold weather and stuff)… i opened my ‘junk’ drawer, and a friggin’ mouse ran UP my arm, over my shoulders and jumped down.
i think i spoke noiselessly with that wheezing sound for a minute or two, then, i hit registers used only by castrati.
after that, we acquired a cat.
You poor thing.
That is NO fun to deal with. Hopefully it was an isolated, the-weather’s-changing-so-they’re-coming-indoors, kind of incident. *crosses fingers*
eeeeekkkk, yowza that is not good at all, grossss, unfortunately in NYC it is an all too familiar story..
Really??? You’d kill Stuart Little? He’s too cute to kill. It’d be like executing a supermodel. That’s not good for anyone involved.
THe PS’s oldest cat is the neighborhood mouser. We used to hear complaints about both mice and “stray” cats until we told the neighbors that the “stray” is probably the most useful cat they’ll ever see. Within a week they’ve noticed that the “stray” must be doing a major job on the vermin population, because one of them told me this was the first year they didn’t have any mice around.
Of course that doesn’t mean I’m letting the little bugger bring in takeout–sometimes he brings home an extra one so he can eat inside where it’s warm…
There’s a moose loose aboot the hoose!
we’ve got lots of mice. and a cat who doesn’t give two hoots about ‘em. I could do without both.
In my old college dorm I had a mouse. He’d run around at night. Then we set traps and he was found dead under my desk.
It SUCKED!