Why I would never survive as a single mom

In our house, we've been dealing with mice this winter -- lots and LOTS of mice. Between the very cold winter and an irresponsible neighbor who let one unspayed cat turn into a neighborhood full of cats, I think the rodents have been driven indoors for protection.

We've had a "system" here all winter: hubby sets the traps, hubby empties traps, life is good. Until today, while hubby is at work..... and the trap goes off..... and there's a mouse, caught by its tail, screaming (I didn't know mice could do that...) and DRAGGING THE TRAP AROUND BEHIND IT THROUGH THE BASEMENT!! Gross, gross, gross, gross........

I ended up calling a nearby friend whose husband works from home and begging him to come over and remove the critter from my home! Ugh.... Beyond disgusting..... blech .....

OK -- back to my daily activities, once I unwrap my brain from the grossness factor of the last 45 minutes........ (And my sister in Honduras, who deals with scorpions, snakes, and all kinds of weird, scary insects is probably laughing hysterically right about now!!)

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An open letter to the intruder in my home

All right -- I put up with you eating my food......

I cleaned up after your messes......

I didn't even protest when you started chewing on the edge of my kitchen cabinet -- it will be replaced soon enough..... (and besides, the dogs actually started that damage.....)

I didn't even get upset about you chewing a hole in the bag of wildflower seeds I never planted this spring (it got too hot for planting things, anyway.....)

You've been elusive enough to avoid all the methods I've employed to get you out of my home, humanely or otherwise...

But when you decided to start digging holes and nest in MY ORCHIDS......

That is WAR, my friend!!  You have crossed the line!!  Retreat or DIE!!!

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