June 16th 2012 7:38 pm
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I wanted Mom to put this story in my diary. It is really her story but I think most kitties will find it interesting if you know what I mean:
I was working on putting up a tarp over top of where I want to park my motorcycle. This is under my deck. My deck is high up off the ground. Under this deck is the dog run which has a chicken wire top to it because we used to let our cats go out there to get some air. My ex husband had bunched up one of those giant plastic tarps that is used to cover and protect loads of lumber during transport and storage. This one was ancient and just rotting away up there. So, I chose that moment to remove it and throw it out. It was disgusting. Full of rotting old leaves and other debris that had fallen through the gaps between the deck boards. And it was above my head and kept catching on wire making it a dirty and difficult job. There is about 2 feet between the top of the dog run and the bottom of the deck. This mess was jammed in there. I finally got it down and realized I would have to pack it tighter if I wanted to fit it into the garbage can. I started opening it up but there wasn't enough room in that area under the deck. I started to drag it to the carport when I saw I clump of something fall out of it. It looked like a nest, made out of fur. Some critter had made a little nest in there out of my dog's fur. Probably long gone, I was sure.
Once in the carport I tried to stretch it out to make it easier to fold up tighter - when I heard it… A little squeak. Then I knew the nest had been occupied. Was I dealing with little birds? Mice? I had my answer when I carefully lifted a part of the tarp and saw a baby mouse trying to run away from me. Crap! I heard more squeaking and found 3 more cuddled together inside the dirty plastic. All of them were calling out to each other and their mother. I did a thorough search and found no mother and no more babies. Now what? I went in the house and got my "Have-A-Hart" trap. Just so I had a place to put them while I thought about the situation. As I picked each one up by the tail and put them in there, it was obvious that even baby mice had unique characteristics. One fought like crazy! One was complacent. Etc. I put their nest in there with them to hopefully calm them. They squeaked for quite a while before falling silent. I peaked in and they were all cuddled together beside the nest.
So I hurriedly folded up that gross plastic tarp and shoved it in the garbage can. Then I picked up my tools from the interrupted job. The new sheet of plastic, that I had hoped to tack up on the wood frame I was building, was just sitting there in a heap waiting to be installed. When I went to stretch it out to roll it up, I jumped back in surprise. Inside it, was a very frightened Momma mouse and two more babies!!! They must have fallen there from when I dragged the old tarp past the new one. Well I was glad to find the mother, but now what? Lobo was only two feet away. Had he seen them, he would have gobbled them up. I was wondering how in the world I would catch the mother. So far, she had stayed put with her babies. On a hunch, I went and got the "Have-A-Hart" trap and brought it near her. She tried to run away but was hesitant to leave her two babies behind and may have heard or smelled the other four that were in it. I put the entrance to the trap near her. She started to run from it when, like magic, she turned right around went directly into the trap with her two babies right behind her. I could not believe it. What a relief to all of us! The mouse family was back together again after what must have been a very stressful half hour.
I then quickly set up a new home for them in a cardboard box. Ironically, a kitty litter box. I stuffed some dryer lint in there and some bird seed. I took this out to my far back yard, transferred the family into there, along with their nest made out of Lobo's fur, taped the top of the box shut (there were holes it the box for carrying it, so the Mom can get out when she wants) and left it there just as it got dark.
I don't know if they will survive this ordeal, but I think they have a chance. Had I not found the mother, there would have been no chance.
I tried to video some of this but had only one hand to work with, so the video sucks. My priority was to give this family a chance since I was the unwitting home wrecker. I didn't want to scare them further with more human interference than was necessary.
The mouse family settled into their new home.
So that is the story. I was hanging around our back door while she was doing all of this and I sure sniffed her from head to toe when she finally came inside to stay. I could smell the mice on her and wanted to play with them! Heh, heh.
That is great tail, Kitcat!
I am glad that they were all able to be reunited...and no furs were hurt/lost.
A long time ago, meowmy moved an open box in the shed and a whole furmily of mice or voles or something similar escaped in a big hurry, and gave meowmy a big fright...because she didn't expect it, not because she as scared of the critters...
That was a funny cartoon!
Too bad you kitties didn't get a close up...
Thank you so much Minko! Mom still gets a bit creeped out at first when something like that happens. Like they could have landed on her. For sure a lot of the debris that fell on her while she was tugging on that thing landed in her hair and on her. Probably a lot of it was mouse droppings.
I had wild eyes for about a half hour after, and, I tried to charge out the back door when she was coming in and out. That is out of character for me. So I did smell what was going on out there.
What a sweet story, I hope mommy and babies are doing good.
Your momma is sweet!
Thank you. We too hope the family is fine. Mom gave them the best chance she could.
That'a a sweet story, love the cartoon : )
Great story. Love the cartoon!
Hi Sam! Hi Beepers! Thank you!
That's a wonderful story and PURRsonally, I can totally relate to it because a few years ago, Meowmy found me in the bathtub with a little grey mouse and I hadn't harmed it at all. It did look rather nervous though MOL - so Meowmwy was able to get it to go inside a paper bag, and then took him/her outside and released it into our big back courtyard, which has lots of plants and leaves and nice hiding places. A week later, she found me with another mouse (!!) and did the same thing - I guess I am not much of a mouser. We had the maintenance man plug up the hole we found in the bathroom wall where they were getting in, and we've never seen any more mousies since. I guess I just don't want to hunt them because they have grey fur, just like mine.
MOL, that cartoon ish hilarious, yesh! Heehee!
Thanks Humphrey! And Roger, you are a softie just like me an Squirrel!
MOL! MOL! MOL! Great read Kitcat! I bet yer eyes were wide for a long while! MOL! Love your picture!
Thank you Platelicker!