Monday, October 17, 2005
The mice seem to have set up home mainly in our spare room, eating the new mattress, reading my little book supply that I keep in there for guests. Happily oblivious to the freaking ultrasonic repeller!!! They come out at night, watch the telly, sit beneath the sofa and make out--and poop. Then head down the light fittings to the kitchen for a late night snack. Well we've freshened the peanut butter and set 3 traps in the spare room--I will not give in--I will fight the mice!!
Reminds me of my granny. When I was a teenager, I remember having to pretend not to see a mouse when she was in our kitchen and one scurried around the floor, caught out in a houseful of people, cats and dogs. Gran would stand on a chair and screech if she saw one, like a cartoon character.
The woman went through the war but was still scared of mice!