Tell your MOUSE story here...
 

I got freaked out here this morn. I got up and let the dogs out. I go out through the kitchen door into the garage and then let them out the back garage door. We got out in the garage and Maddie and Libby ran right outside, but Faith was just standing there behind me. I looked to see if something was wrong and she was standing there looking at a dead mouse! OMGosh! I told her to get outside and then stood there horrified and knowing I was home alone and would have to dispose of the body. Eeeeeek! Where in the world did this dead mouse come from? Now I have the everlovin creeps about even going out in the garage. I called Patti and told her and she had a good mouse story, so I thought it would be fun to start a thread and hear some good stories.

My story is...probably 5 years ago or so, I went downstairs to get my clothes out of the dryer. They'd been there for a while, so I decided to put it on fluff mode for a while. When I turned on the dryer, I heard a scratching noise and didn't think much of it. I called my Mom and we were talking about this and that, and as we were talking, I went downstairs to get my clothes out of the dryer. I opened the dryer door and reached in and saw a mouse sitting there looking at me. It was like a delayed reaction...I thought, "a mouse," and then it hit me. I had a shirt halfway out of the dryer when I slammed the door shut. I had to wake up my hubby and that little mouse was so loopy from being on spin mode for 20 minutes, that all my hubby had to do was reach in (with a rubber glove on his hand) and pick him up. It took me a long time to get over the fear of taking clothes out of the dryer. I would carefully take one piece out at a time and hold my breath while doing so. The little critter had gotten in through our vent, which was stuck open for some reason and then chewed through the lint filter to find his way into the dryer.

Now let's hear your mouse story...this should be fun!

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I'll have to think for a bit on the mouse story, but now I'll never look at doing laundry the same! :p

Connie, thank you for starting this thread. Your mouse stories were hilarious! Here's mine


This is the story of the mouse who cheated death - well for a short while anyway. I am terrified of rodents - mice and rats especially, but hamsters and gerbils are NOT cute either - they give me the creeps. My happy little home was invaded by a mouse so brazen that he/she ran across my kitchen splashboard IN BROAD DAYLIGHT. So I baited the trusty mouse trap and for three days the pesky varmit stole the bait and made his escape. So I did what any mouse fearing woman would do -- I bought a sticky trap. I HATE sticky traps, I think they are cruel and horrid, but this mouse missed his chance for a quick rather painless death. Skip forward to late late that night -- hubby out of town. Later that night I woke up from a deep sleep with something hitting the bed with a thud and a death curtling scream. Of course I screamed, smacked the place where hubby was supposed to be and flipped on the light. There was Killer the Cat, rubbing on the bed, screaming - with the sticky mouse trap, attached to her shoulder complete with a mouse.

If you've ever tried to dislodge a sticky trap from a terrified cat, you can understand my problem. Here I was in the middle of the night faced with removing the sticky trap from the cat while avoiding the mouse. The little mouse was deceased - from the looks in his beady little eyes he had a heart attack. It wasn't funny then, but I can laugh now.

I am not too afraid of mice, unless of course they startle me, like in the DRYER! :eek:

Since we moved to town, we stabled our horses. I used go out there and spend hours upon hours moseying around and brushing on the horses and such. I started to notice one of our horses in particular had a buddy. A mouse. It would peep it's head out from a crack every so ofen and over time it got more and more comfortable about showing itself when I was there. I named him (it) Stuart Little, because he would come out, then rush to where he was going and be gone again. He was very much a dare devil. I even seen him munching on grain around the horse's feet. :eek: For a mouse, I thougth he had great personality as he'd pop his nose out and smell, and when all clear, he'd dart out. I could imagine at night when it was all quiet in the barn, and dark, he was munching on fallen grain while the horse was sleeping in the corner, and the cat on the hay. :p But I think they were best buds.

When I was pregnant with my dtr back in 1986, we lived in an old trailer beside a big pig pen. Yes, I know that is yuck enough by itself. We were young and broke. Anyway, we had problems with mice. We had taken the door off the bathroom overnight due to some repairs and it was laying in the hallway. I had gotten up in the night and accidently stepped on the door and her a crunching sound. I lifted the door and there was a little mouse laying there. I screamed and hubby came running thinking something was wrong wiht the baby. He thought the mouse was dead and placed in the garbage so he could dispose of it in the morning. I was so upset, but not as much as i was the next morning when i got up first and the mouse was missing from the trash.

Years later in a different home I saw a small baby mouse sitting in our kitchen. It was so cute. I got it in a box and set it outside. It did not even try to run. I do not know what was wrong with it but felt sorry for it.

OMGosh, Cindy! That is sooooo freaky! Why do hubby's have to always be out of town at times like this! LOL What a fiasco to wake up to! How did you get the sticky stuff off your cat's coat?

Yikes...did you ever see the missing mouse again? That would have creeped me out for sure!

"ACK! Mouse, get in house!"
 

Funny story that my kids still tease me about...
My son was 2 and my daughter was 6 and we were playing in the backyard in the fall. I wanted to rake and let them play in leaves, so I pulled a tarp off the wood pile. As I was squatting down, I looked up and I was FACE TO FACE, about 10" away, from a little brown mouse staring at me. I panicked, screamed my fool head off and yelled to the kids "ACKKK! Mouse, get in house! Mouse, get in house!" as I scooted them into the house. I honestly don't know what I thought that little mouse was going to do to us, but I was freaking out like a fool (think E.T. running in the house with hands over his head when he saw Elliott :p!). My kids, INCLUDING MY 2 1/2 year old, had fun mimicking me and telling the story repeatedly to everyone. The 2 year old would run and wave his arms over his head repeating "mouse in house, mouse in house..", and laughing hysterically. Silly mom. :D

Hahaha...I was laughing my head off reading your story. I know I would have done the same as you! Crazy what a little mouse will do to people!

Never saw it again. I was looking in every corner every time i entered a room.

Funny thing is that little thing must have been absolutely petrified of ME! I can still see his little brown face with big round ears just staring at me - he really was cute, he just startled the HECK out of me. :p

Connie, it was absolutely horrible. I am very much afraid of mice (go figure, I like snakes and spiders, but mice and roaches make me tremble :eek: ). So trying to cut the remove the sticky trap off Killer the Cat while avoiding the mouse was definately a challenge. I wound up cutting it out of Killer's fur. She looked like she had been in a bar room fight when I finished :sidesplt::cat0::lol2:.

Years ago when my husband and I were renting a house, we had a mouse problem. The landlady sent an exterminator out and couldn't fine where they were coming in. One day I put bread in the toaster for my DH and pushed the lever down. All of a sudden I heard this horrible squeal and this black smoke came out of the toaster. We had toasted a mouse!! So gross. I called my Mom and told her what happened and that now I needed to get a new toaster. She says just go dump it out and clean it up it'll be fine. Really Gross! Needless to say I bought a new toaster. I hate mice.
Then another time, we lived in an apartment that backed up to a field and I decided to soak the oven racks overnight in the tub. When I got home from work the next day I went into the bathroom and there was a dead mouse in the bathtub. I freaked out and shut the bathroom door, called the apt manager to send a maintenance man over. I sat on a chair with my feet up until he showed up even though I knew it was dead. Yuck.
Let's hear more mouse stories.

Mine isn't really funny or anything but my grandmother owns an AFC home (Adult Foster Care) And to always be there in case something happens she lives in the basement of her house, or her business. She had a fire escape that leads outside god forbid a fire starts. And there has been at least 4 mice in the little hole thing because they don't expect it. They run against the house and BAM there in the hole! Poor little guys never even see it coming. One actually got in between the screen and the window! They always got them out and put them back outside. I have a picture of the mouse between the screen but I'm on my laptop and I am wayyyy to lazy to go and find the picture on our desktop. I'm not afraid of rodents so it didn't freak me out when I saw it, but it defiantly surprised me!

So to set up this mouse tail I have to build a picture in your mind of my neighbors house. We live in a quiet little subdivision is a HUGE televangelist church behind us that sits along I80 interstate. On a typical Sunday morning about 1,500 cars coming to the church for each of their 2 morning services. Around 11:30 AM there are cars coming in for mass and leaving the earlier mass~it's a total zoo! The road leading into the church parking lot is right next my friend and neighbor's corner lot house.

Debbie is know as the "I Love Lucy" of our neighborhood and if something is going to happen it is going to happen to her. :rolleyes: She's very friendly and would always wave to the church goers as they passed her cute house which is meticulously manicured. The 2 large oak trees had a couple of bird feeders hanging from them and they were always full of seeds. Got the picture? ;)

A few years ago Debbie was out in her yard raking fall leaves on a Sunday morning. Church traffic is in full swing so it is backup up down the street as each car leaving is stopped for a stop sign. Her husband and son were up the roof making a gutter repair. All of a sudden~her husband and son hear screaming coming from the yard and horns honking! :confused: They look over to Debbie and she has taken off her sweatshirt and is RUNNING around the yard swinging it over her head and jumping up and down. Did I mention that she is 4' 11" and a DDD! :ladywinks The cars are honking wildly while getting an eye full of a crazy woman half naked flinging her arms in the air while running around. Her poor husband doesn't know WTH she is doing and thinks she has lost her mind running around without a top on for hundreds of strangers to see. :eek: Her teenage son is mortified! :p

Then just like it all began she stopped because the MOUSE THAT WAS STUCK IN HER BRA BETWEEN HER BOOB HAD FINALLY JUMPED DOWN AND RAN AWAY!

It has run up her sleeve when she was picking up a pile of leave and got stuck in her cleavage!

I took care of Lars, my sons ball python while he was doing his Jr. year at UC Berkeley in Germany and my other son living at home would buy mice for Lars. On one occasion Lars would not eat the mouse and I felt so bad for that little mouse living in constant fear that I made it another home in a small empty aquarium, but once when I was out shopping, the mouse "mysteriously" disappeared. I thought my son must have given it to Lars, but about a year later while cleaning out the garage, we found that mouse had drilled a hole in the wall and was living inside. We knew it was the missing mouse because it had that white mark on it's head.

Back in the days when I let my cats go outside, I had this cute little 5lb grey striped cat called Patches.

I'm not a big fan of mice, and wouldn't have said I was very scared of them. About once a month or so, when I'd let Patches back in, she'd have a dead mouse. And if you have cats, you know how proud they are of their catch. So I'd dispose of the mouse and life would go on. Well one evening she came in with mouse in mouth, and I got her to drop it, and that poor thing wasn't dead. It started scampering around, I started screaming, I am embarassed to admit I jumped up on a kitchen chair. Shouting for my husband, he came running downstairs, and became the great mouse slayer. Patches was terrified of my screams lol.

Oh, I've got a good one. About 7 years ago, I bought a condo in DC that was in an old renovated building. I had just adopted Vinnie (the older of my two yorkies). I had not had him long, so wasn't too familiar yet with his habits and such. About a month after moving in, I begin to find some of his kibbles in my shoes (at the time I was feeding him dry food, which I would leave in a bowl). I knew he wasn't too fond of the food, and figured he was hiding his kibbles in protest. I also noticed that he was engaging in some really weird behavior at night. We would be sleeping in bed and he would sit straight up and growl, looking towards the living room/kitchen. Sometimes he would go running off the bed and into the kitchen. I would scold him in my sleep, having no idea what he was barking at.

This continued for about 2 months or so. Sometimes I would notice Vinnie just sniffing like mad around the area of the dishwasher. I really thought he was crazy. However, one night I was sitting on my couch with my laptop. It was really late (around midnight) and I was working on something for school. The lights were off and Vinnie was sitting beside me. All of sudden, I look up and see a mouse poke his head out from near the dishwasher. The mouse goes running out of the kitchen and into the living room, right behind my couch. I let out a squeal and Vinnie barely lifts his head up off the couch, almost saying while rolling his eyes, "I told you so!" Soon after, another mouse comes out running from behind the dishwasher, and then another. Yes, three mice came running out from my kitchen. At that point, I stopped looking because I just didn't want to know.

Turns out that the developer who built my condo failed to put up actual walls behind my kitchen cabinets and dishwasher. My unit was right above the boiler room. In addition, the developer had also been allowing workers to throw their lunch trash down an old trash chute that was not being emptied. So the building had quickly become overrun with mice.

Now, I should note that Vinnie never actually caught a mouse while we lived there, but he did become very adept at letting me "know" where they were hiding. Thankfully, we were able to get rid of all the mice (after a series of exterminations and putting up walls where they were needed). And, this being DC, we were just very grateful that we had mice and not rats.

I have a bunch of mice stories but hear is the best one!
I am not afraid of mice AT ALL.... they are cute... but I DO NOT want them in my house trust you me!

I went out with about 20 friends one year on St. Pattys Day. We used to do a bar crawl around Boston. Well one of our stops was Hooters and we ordered some drinks and food and me and this other girl went to use the ladies room. We went into the back hallway where she saw a mouse and FREAKED. She ran into the ladies room but wouldn't you know the mouse followed her through the open door. I went to get the manager and he came back and between him & her they were BOTH standing ON the bathroom counter. Wimps! LOL I grabbed a wad of paper towels and caught the mouse and let it out the door (now I know how stupid that was) and it ran off down the street.
The manager was grateful and brought over about 4 pitchers of free beer for us!!! The guys were all impressed with me, and the girls were pretty disgusted! LOL

Last year, we had a HUGE mouse problem. I don't know WHAT happened. I mean, we live on 3 acres with farmland behind us, but never have we had mice this bad.

One night, I was in bed, and I could HEAR them crawling around my floor. I was sooo freaked out and I basically hid under the covers. Well, I finally peek over my bed and I saw THREE mice quickly run out of my closest and under my bed.... I started wigging out! Jackson was up all night too trying to get them, I'm surprised he never caught one. He's my little hunter for sure.

It was terrible! We finally set a few traps in my closet and in the middle of the night I heard SNAP! and then SNAP! again. Oh my. They finally all went away but I was terrified and slept on the couch a few nights.

Also, one time I heard Jackson barking in the kitchen so I finally go over to investigate. There was a little baby mouse and he looked hurt possibly, or really sick, and surprisingly, Jackson never touched it. But he kept a watchful eye over his small movements, the mouse could barely walk. So I got a little cup or whatever, and waited for him to crawl into it, and then we brought him outside. Jackson guarded over him patiently, like he knew he was sick or something. I put him in some sand/dirt we have outside and the mouse ended up dying.

i posted my "cute" mouse story a while back
http://www.yorkietalk.com/forums/gen...abilities.html

i have a RAT story now..not cute at all...scary

2 of my girls have puppies right now..and they are in xpens..then teddy and the newest addition bella were in the crate. now gidget my loyal protector has part kangaroo in her so she jumps in and out of her xpen when she wants..well at about 1:30 A M we hear ALL the dogs going crazy, gidget cries out and then more dogs barking..we get up and there is blood from our bedroom door to the living room to the dinning room where she has KILLED a big rat..she has blood all over her mouth..i take her to the bathroom to see if she is bleeding and clean her up..husband stabs the rat to make sure its dead and gets rid of it...she is really wanting hubbys approval..following him around and wagging her tail..but she is still bleeding so apparently he got her so i rushed her to the er and that mean ole nasty rat bit her in several places around her mouth i was so mad!..she got some meds, and another rabies as a booster and she seems fine. but she is more guarded around the house checking the sofas, the closets, etc...i am so thankful for her..i feel like she saved her family..i have 2yr old and a 5 yr old little boys..and that thing must have been in their room the night before because gidget and teddy cried and scratched and barked at their entertainment center for an hour..but nothing. i figured it was that stupid mouse. it makes me cry thinking she risked her self for us...maybe thats silly but thats how i look at it..that she protected us..cause rats will go right to baby cribs and stuff someone told me. im thankful bella wasnt out because it would have killed her little 4lbs of nothing..it was longer then her if you include the tail. and teddy i think he would have done well...he has some pent up aggression from the neighbor it might have done him good to get it out on that rat =)

the mouse stories have been so cute
the dryer
sticky sheet
and DDD bra..lol

i pray there are no more rats..im so scared of them..this was a first for us.