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[serene]

A while back, a friend posted about zir chagrin and shame over having an infestation of bedbugs in zir house. I understood it then, but I'm feeling it for real now. Not bedbugs, but we have a mouse. A cute mouse, I'll grant, but no-kill traps have failed and now I'm considering more drastic measures. I can't handle the cliche mousehole in the corner of the kitchen, or the footprints in the butter if it's left uncovered. I can't even sleep at night because of the sound of the little mousie chewing holes in the wall.

And I feel huge shame. Shame because my house isn't cleaner. Shame because I'm even considering harming this little creature. Shame because I don't have the emotional resources now to figure out a more creative solution, or to think about the whole thing without crying.

Bleah.

Comments

[trixtah]

That kind of thing is difficult, and I must say a cat around the house makes it easier. I would suggest dealing with it one way or another sooner might be better, before offspring occur.

But I did want to say that a mouse in the house is no reflection on the cleanliness of your house. If you were a hoarder and the hoards were infested with nests, sure. But otherwise, mice just hang out where it's cosy, warm and there are adequate food supplies, which, unless you're OCD and store everything edible in plastic, everyone makes available in sufficient quantities to keep a mouse happy.