Instead, I'm afraid the mouse told his friends of a nice cozy place with all the food you could eat. Because, Sunday I found mouse poop in my pantry! This was no constipated mouse either! Anyone who knows me for five minutes knows that I am crazy OCD about certain things. This would be one of them.
Sunday, I started taking EVERYTHING out of my pantry and washing it. When we built our house I knew I wanted to have a really large pantry because I like to buy in bulk. I can't tell you how many times I thought to myself, "you just had to have a big pantry." I'm pretty sure I could be mistaken for a doomsday prepper I have so much junk in my pantry.
So this is what I did on Sunday and New Years Eve.
In the midst of my pantry debacle, good ole Herb was back to finish my backsplash! I love it!
There was even poop on the wall! I don't even want to know how it got there. Because in my mind, I can just imagine a posse of mice making bets on who can shoot their feces the furthest. Kind of like an episode of Jackass but only for mice. So after I got everything out, I bleached everything! The walls, the shelving and the floors!
Yes, poop on the wall!
ChaChi thinks he is hilarious! He put this in the pantry for me to find!
I got everything cleaned up and back in my pantry. Only this time I didn't leave anything on the floor. I've never had trouble with mice so I never thought about them climbing on the items on the floor to get to my food. I didn't have anything on the floor that wasn't food, except for potatoes. I have learned my lesson...the hard way.
I'm still super traumatized. Now that I have everything mouse proofed in the panty I'm scared he'll move into my kitchen! God forbid. I can't even sleep at night because of this stupid mouse! I wake up thinking I can hear little mouse footsteps. Yeah, I know they are tiny and I wouldn't be able to hear that but in the middle of the night it makes sense to me.
Sidebar: My tree was still up until this morning.
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