Mouse: foe not friend, right?
We still have mice. They have eaten through our bread, nuts, cereal, peanut butter crackers, chocolate, etc. And all of it wasn't even open to start with. They're aggressive. I'm sitting her in Mike's oversized plush chair (with my feet tucked Indian style) and watching this little mouse. he's so dang cute. he keeps popping up and looking at me. Maybe it's just watching Stuart Little with Libby for the past several days. I have to keep reminding myself that this little guy keeps wreaking havoc (with his buddies) on my home. I think if my feet were on the floor I would have felt differently, but feeling "safe" makes me think they're cute. I mean these mice have been in my diaper bags (mulitple diaper bags, mulitple occasions), in my laptop bag, and even in my purses. They have been in my bedroom, the office, the kitchen, the living room, and dining room... and have nibbled on some expensive things... we really need to call our landlords...
Crap, I hear them squeaking in the kitchen... several of them... what do they think this is, a conference?
And they're smart. Only 3 have fallen for the mouse trap (even covered with peanut butter)... since Feb. or so.... oh dear.