I killed Mickey…and Minnie is missing in action

It seems like once or twice a year I have an issue with a mouse or two getting into the kitchen of my house. It’s not as cool as movies make it seem, because they don’t come in to cook me dinner. I know I am referring to the movie Ratatouille but you get the point!

The mouse that inspired this post was actually in a place where he could’ve cooked me dinner, he was mousing around on the stove. I only knew this because when I got up from the couch to go into the kitchen he scurried under a burner down into the framework of the oven. I will give him credit, he knows his way around my kitchen!

So then I dug around under the nearby sink and found the tried-and-true style of mouse trap with the snapping metal bar.

I don’t like resolving the problem with this device but in the moment that is all I had access to. In the morning I disposed of its little body and asked God to forgive me for doing this to one of His creations. Gosh, how can anyone hunt? I would be devastated for weeks if I killed something as beautiful as a deer or killed birds for sport. Even this little germ-carrying mouse was very cute.

Anyway, back to the story. I left out another mousetrap because in my experience when there is one, there are two. But for a day or two, nothing. Then I noticed something peculiar. I had left the second mousetrap on the kitchen counter but not set to snap, since it had been a couple of days since the first mouse had gone to mouse Heaven. I figured all the killing was over, so yes the trap was out, but no it wasn’t set up to trigger. Here is the peculiar part: I had put peanut butter on the trap to catch the second mouse. The peanut butter was on it for days. Then as I thought about washing the device to put it away, I noticed the peanut butter was gone! Wait, what???

Had a second mouse been nibbling on the trap this whole time? That little rascal! I will update this story with more information if anything develops, but for now let’s call it… mouse – 1, me – 0.

Thanks for stopping by!

-Out of the Wilderness


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Published by Ben Wilder

Since 2005, I've called Nashville home. I'm the leader of the pack, which includes a 13-year-old beagle and an 11-year-old blue heeler mix. My days include writing, video editing, and other fun activities. Thanks for checking out my blog, I hope you enjoy it!

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