{"id":3350,"date":"2009-12-08T08:15:46","date_gmt":"2009-12-08T13:15:46","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/danigirl.ca\/blog\/?p=3350"},"modified":"2016-08-14T13:49:10","modified_gmt":"2016-08-14T18:49:10","slug":"danigirl-versus-the-mouse-round-2","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/danigirl.ca\/blog\/2009\/12\/08\/danigirl-versus-the-mouse-round-2\/","title":{"rendered":"DaniGirl versus the Mouse, Round 2"},"content":{"rendered":"

R<\/span>emember in my previous post, when I said about the mouse living in our basement “He is Legion”?<\/p>\n

I had no idea.<\/p>\n

The mice, they are every<\/em>where. They are in my garage, they are in my basement, they are even in my office, a whole 10 km away from my house. I swear, I am beginning to dream about eight-foot tall towering, slavering mice penning me into a corner… it’s not pretty. <\/p>\n

We’ve had some success with the traps. I think we caught three or four in the basement (one of which was triggered while the poor nanny was downstairs, much to her dismay) and one committed suicide by jumping into the recycling bin in the garage. The last remaining trap in the basement has been sitting without being triggered for close to three weeks now — I take that as a good sign.<\/p>\n

Meanwhile, apparently my corner of the building is a hot spot for mice at work, as they do some work on the foundation. Last week, I had to call the janitor to remove a, um, full trap from under my desk. No more kicking off the shoes while sitting at my desk!<\/p>\n

So while the actual vermin themselves seem to be under control, we keep incrementally discovering the extent to which they’ve wreaked havoc this fall. I told you about the kids’ Halloween costumes<\/a>, and I also threw out our almost-expired newborn car seat when I found it full of mouse poop. <\/p>\n

The very worst part, though? Last week I went into the garage to get my beloved almost-20-year-old Christmas tree, a tree that makes me happy every single year when I put it up, and when I pulled it out I found the bottom of the new-last-year red Christmas tree storage bag speckled with mouse poop. The suckers had chewed right through the bag, then used fragments of the bag as nesting material.<\/p>\n

Farkin’ mice!!!<\/p>\n

So I threw away the tree skirt and the bag itself, rescued a set of handmade wooden snowmen, and shook the holy hell out of the tree segments themselves. Hardly any mouse poop actually fell off of it, so after agonizing for a few days I decided to go ahead and decorate it. But I’m so mad at those damn mice for tainting my tree bliss! I would have happily used that tree for another 20 years, not least of which because I took a look around and I couldn’t replace it quality-wise for less than $300, and because I have always said that “artificial” trees are an environmentally friendly choice as long as you commit to one and stick with it. I think we might have to get another one for next year, though. It makes me so sad, but the tree is just not the same since the mice got into it.<\/p>\n

Needless to say, I’m not feeling at all sympathetic to the mice in the traps any more. <\/p>\n

When I was a kid, this guy used to hang on our family Christmas tree, and my mom carefully wrapped him in tissue and paper towels and shipped him up to me the first Christmas I lived away from home, back in 1988.<\/p>\n

\"321:365<\/a><\/p>\n

He’s always been one of my favourites, despite the fact that his fuzz is a little uneven now, and some time in the last decade or two he’s lost the jaunty red ribbon that used to be wrapped around his neck. He still sits in a place of honour at eye-level in our tree, but I can’t help but scowl at him whenever I walk past.<\/p>\n

I think this round goes to the mice. Stay tuned for round three…<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

Remember in my previous post, when I said about the mouse living in our basement “He is Legion”? I had no idea. The mice, they are everywhere. They are in my garage, they are in my basement, they are even in my office, a whole 10 km away from my house. I swear, I am … Continue reading “DaniGirl versus the Mouse, Round 2”<\/span><\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[109,17],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-3350","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-happy-home","category-life-the-universe-and-everything"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"http:\/\/danigirl.ca\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/3350","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"http:\/\/danigirl.ca\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"http:\/\/danigirl.ca\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/danigirl.ca\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/danigirl.ca\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=3350"}],"version-history":[{"count":4,"href":"http:\/\/danigirl.ca\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/3350\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":12008,"href":"http:\/\/danigirl.ca\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/3350\/revisions\/12008"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"http:\/\/danigirl.ca\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=3350"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/danigirl.ca\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=3350"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/danigirl.ca\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=3350"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}