August 4th 2010 7:32 pm
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This afternoon mama was sitting at the dining room table reading the paper and looking at the mail. I was in the kitchen. Mama heard "bumpa, bumpa, bumpa." She said to me, "Peekie, stop that!" I tried to tell her I was not doing anything. Mama returned to her reading and heard "bumpa, bumpa, bumpa." "Peekie, stop that!" Mama got up to see what I was playing with, but I was sitting next to the dishy-wishy washer like a perfect angel. While mama was looking right at me, we heard "bumpa, bumpa, bumpa."
Uh-oh! I tried to tell mama we had a mousie, but she would not listen to me. Mama called grampster and told him we had a mousie. Grampster did not sound like he wanted to come play with a mousie, but he arrived a few minutes later wearing big heavy leather gloves.
That is when Gunnie and I got a trip to the bathroom. Mama shut the door and locked us in. She said she was sorry, but she did not want me and Gunnie chasing a real mousie through the house.
After the mousie was gone, mama told us what happened. She got a flasherlight and a bucket of water. Then grampster pulled out the bottom "junk" drawer next to the dishy-wishy washer. EEEEEK!!! There was the mousie! Grampster grabbed the mousie and pulled him out from under the cabinet, but the mousie squirmed and squirted out of grampster's gloves. The gloves were big, and grampster covered the mousie with both hands, grabbed him, and plopped him into the bucket of water. Mama took the bucket outside just in case the mousie could somehow get out.
Mousies are very cute, but they are destructive. Mama says they open your food like cereal and crackers and eat it without permission. They chew on your couch and use the nice soft stuff to make nests and have babies. They are not potty trained, so they make a mess in your house. The worst thing is they can carry a deadly disease called hantavirus. They tested the mousies in our area a few years ago, and 30% of them were hantavirus carriers.
Soooo, the mousie is at the bridge. He doesn't have any diseases, and he is playing with our cat angel friends. They can chase him and even catch him, but they will never hurt him.
Mama says I am a heroine just like my big sister, Muppet. We both told mama we had mousies. Oh, and where was Gunnie? He was sound asleep in the stroller.
Would you believe me if I told you with 18 cats in this house we have several mice!!!! Grammy doesn't like that. You see they are in the basement and we are only allowed at the very bottom of the steps, so you see it's not our faught. Grammy told Pappy to set some traps. NOW!
Have a great day.
Love, Kibbles, Francis, & Yoda
Good work Peekie! My grandma had a cat years ago that must have had a peace treaty with the mice in the house. One would run right by her, and she would barely lift her head. I haven't seen a mouse yet, and mom says she hopes it stays that way!
What a brave little girl you are, Peekie. I am so proud of you for not being afraid of the mousie. It figures that Gunnie was asleep. I know that is what my brothers do best too.