It may look like I’m getting ready to go outside in the bitter March/April weather.
I am getting ready to go into the basement.
Because we are infested.
In 4 days, we saw or trapped FIVE mice.
We’ve tried trapping.
We’ve used those sonar things.
They are still scurrying around my house.
I am NOT okay with this.
Chris is finally letting me call the exterminator.
They can’t come until Monday (unless there is an opening).
Meanwhile, I don my mouse-stay-away-from-me uniform. I stomp down the stairs very loudly (and in the kitchen, too). AND I sing my Little Animals Stay Away from Me song.
This is serious business!
Especially when there is bread to bake!