This morning I was pounding around the apartment as if I were a giant shouting, “fee fie foe fum”….. Why, do you ask, was I acting like a lumox? Because we have a mouse in the house….. Yep, after 14 years in NYC I have my first mouse.
Now, let me tell you about the shrills that were coming from my mouth this morning. I’m shocked that I didn’t break glass. As soon as Lala screamed, “we have a mouse” I immediately started making noises that could shatter glass and was jumping up and down whilst simultaneously slamming my bedroom door. Crazy much?
And then, when I actually saw the thing it got worse. That poor mouse is totes regretting that he brought his 3inch self into our place…..
At least when we set the traps I gave him my expensive gruyere to nibble one… I figured its the least I could do.
Note: we tried to get the humane traps but those suckers were sold out at K-Mart in astor place…..