Of mice and men
I am now the proud owner of a pet mouse. I’d prefer not to be, but you could say this particular rodent dropped in on me.
A few nights ago I was sitting at my computer desk, watching TV and saw something shoot across the floor along the wall. Then, a few minutes later, it shot back the other way. Momentarily freaked out, I put on shoes thinking that I might have to squish a 1000-legger centipede.
As it turned out, I only had to worry about a furball with four legs. I found the mouse hiding behind my desk and desktop tower along the computer cords. I attempted to trap the mouse, but it scampered away and underneath a doorway leading into the unfinished part of the basement that I live in.
I knew that it wouldn’t be long until we would again do battle. Sure enough on Sunday night I received my second sighting.
The ceiling of the basement is a dropped ceiling with tiles. I’d removed one previously to have access to some cables running above and left it open.
So, tonight I heard a “thunk” sound and as I look over to the general area, I see a mouse on top of a metal folding chair. Quickly, I uncapped the top to my CD-ROM spindle and trapped the mouse.
Eventually, I attached the bottom of the spindle to the top and now I have the furball securely locked away.
I don’t plan on killing the mouse, as it’s actually kind of cute and adorable. The plan is to release it into the wild several miles away from where I live and hopefully this will be my only encounter with rodents at my new dwelling.
UPDATE: I’ve since released Wilbur (yes, I named him during his brief stint in captivity) and he’s out in the wild suburban prairie of Orland Park enjoying his newfound freedom.
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