1) It was Sunday morning. My husband came into the living room and declared, “As I was getting out of bed, I moved the curtain a little, and I could swear I saw a mouse run under the bed. Oh well, it was probably just my imagination.”
2) Later on Sunday–Hoots and hollering came from the hallway along with my husband, looking much like Tigger. I looked around just in time to see it–the mouse. Inconsiderate little intruder scurried under a door and disappeared.
3) Monday morning screams were heard coming from Little Jason’s room. My husband ran to see what the matter was. “A lady bug!”
“Where is it now?”
Jason asked him how big it was, and he spread his little fingers about two inches wide and looked up with big round eyes. Well, that would be the biggest lady bug ever. I’m thinking it was sighting number three!
4) Tuesday morning no screams were heard. We’re passed that now, but our little friend was seen exiting…the kitchen!!!!!
Our life has changed! We now turn lights on and put shoes on before walking around the house. My husband declared this morning that the $1 mouse traps are not going to cut it. (Insert guffaws here.) He’s headed back for the $7 glue traps. Let’s hope these work. The hunt is on!