We finally caught that mouse. I know it's the same one I saw because of the size and the eyes.
There had been no new sitings upstairs since we cleaned, a blessing!
Allison went to retrieve some canning supplies from the basement and came upstairs saying, "It scared the living daylights out of me!"
"What did?"
"A mouse!"
I asked, "Was it running around down there?"
She replied, "No, there was a dead mouse in the trap, and I was NOT expecting to see that in the middle of the basement."
"Well, at least it wasn't alive!"
So our search has ended. And my peace is restored. ☺ Thank you LORD!
1 comment:
These posts made me laugh. I can SOOO relate! I'm not scared of mice, I just really, really hate their surprise appearances, scurrying & beady eyes. Fortunately, once we broke down and got a cat, we haven't had any more mice in the house.
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