Toughened Up

There was a little mouse which insists that it wants to stay in my house.

Initially I found it in an empty tissue box meant for the recycle bin. I screamed my head out & threw the box- it was trapped inside, but I left it outside in the hope that it will chew its way out (it did!).

The next day he was scurrying again inside the house and I mustered a warning in a stern voice "please leave this house" at least 3 times (because I didn't want to kill it).

Next morning, I chased it out and sealed the back door. He entered through the sewers and ended up in the toilet bowl. I closed the lid & left it be (because I don't know how to handle it). He escaped!

However, yesterday he (or his relations- I can't tell the difference anyhooo) ended up drowned in the water pail. Again I screamed my head out. My attempt to gain pity didn't work. Mum is not well and cannot come help me with my mouse issue. She said no matter how scared or squeamish you are, this has to be done. Who else would do it for you? If you leave it too long, there will be a foul stench and it is terribly unhygenic. Mom's logic- who can argue with that???

SO, TODAY I MUSTERED THE COURAGE AND POURED THE CARCASS DOWN THE MONSOON DRAIN #ARGGGGHHHHH!!!!!

... and thereafter secured all entrances with steel netting..

My appeal : please stay out all mice and neighbouring relations- because we cannot keep doing this. So many man hours lost gathering the courage (so much drama too). I hope the mice will finally be deterred. And it is also a reminder to myself: CLEAN UP THE HOUSE MORE OFTEN PLEASE!!!