Sunday night, while creating some new zazzle products and merchandise, out of the corner of my eye I saw something scurry right paste me. I looked up and saw a little gray mouse running from under my radiator, along the baseboard, and into my kitchen.
I jump up on my chair, like those sterotypical house wife images, still holding my computer in my hands. I think about it now and have to laugh at how scared a little mouse made me. Oh and my dog Puppy, a huge Rotty, did nothing. Yeah I know she is not a cat but still. Puppy just looked at me up on my chair like "what are you doing?"
Anyways, I new that I had to get it out and I would NOT kill the poor little guy. I called my husband at work, of course he had to be working that night, and asked him what to do. He told me to put towels in front of all the doors trapping the mouse in the kitchen, so I did that. I also put a cardboard wall up in the hall to the kitchen. My plan was to scare him out from under the stove or where he was and push him out the door.
Now I live in NYC in an apartment building and I have never had a mouse in my apartment that I know of and really do not know how he got in. I had the front door open waiting for this furry little guy to run out but finally realized that this was a bad idea because with my luck I would let more in this way. =)
Well after like 20 minutes of waiting, I gave up. I saw him again about 2 hours later. He ran from under my refrigerator to the door, bumped into the door, and ran back under the refrigerator. That was last time I saw him.
My husband and I searched for him yesterday and found nothing so I do not know if he got out or not. I am thinking he is scared under my sink somewhere. I refuse to put down those traps that kill them. I know that he will probably die anyways because our building, like many NYC buildings, have an exterminator come in twice month if not more, but I can not kill him.
Well, I am hoping that he got out and am goig to forget about him until I see him again.
