I was sitting in my chair yesterday morning just drinking my coffee and reading, again, Psalm 103, when I realized that I was hearing something. I looked at the dogs.
It wasn’t them. They were quietly laying on their beds.
Everyone else was asleep.
I called the exterminator.
I am done with this!!
Apparently, we have very special mice because all of the normal things he looks for, he couldn’t find. Seriously.
In the warm furnace room, no sign of mice activity.
Near the warm hot tub, no sign of mice activity.
One room had sign of mouse activity. Possibly. If you really look.
Insert groaning noise here….
He set some traps. We found where the hole is to crawl into the “attic” (if you want to call it that) and he put a bait box up there. I had no idea it was that easy to get up there.
He smiled at all the traps we do have out and set. I sort of think he thinks we are making this stuff up.
I am wondering that myself…..
I guess we will see…. He will be back next month.
I hope someone else finds the dead mice…..