October 28, 2008

Intrusion

When I was about five years old, I was rudely awakened after falling asleep on the sofa. My Mom was screaming, running in place, and grabbing me before I knew what was going on. The next thing I knew, I was being thrown on top of the dining room table as my Mom quickly grabbed one of the ice hockey sticks my dad had chosen not to take to his game that night and joined me on the table.

We had an intruder. It was a mouse.

I remember my Dad coming home very late at night to find me sleeping on the table and my Mom occasionally whacking at the floor frantically as the mouse would go charging across the room. My parents had moved into a new construction area and mouse traps in the house were just a way of life for quite some time.

Tonight I grabbed a couple bottles for recycling and headed out to the garage. I flipped the light on and could have sworn I saw something go darting from under my car to under Lil C's bike. I stood completely still and waited on the step.  A couple seconds later, the darting intruder made itself known as it scampered across the garage floor to the pile of broken down boxes and disappeared.

I screamed a scream I wasn't aware I had in me, slammed the garage door behind me, and did the Flashdance running in place moves my Mom had done so many years ago. "There's a MOUSE in the GARAGE!" I screamed. "Ahh" and there it was again, my Mom's scream coming out of me.

Mr. BBM got up from the dinner table and with testosterone overflowing, he proclaimed he was going to the garage to do what needed to be done.

There was much slamming and noise in the garage, and when all was said and done, he entered the house empty-handed. He couldn't find it. He didn't even see it.

I won't sleep tonight. I'm terrified to go out to my car. Yes, the 1st kyu brown belt is afraid of a little mouse. And just for good measure. . .

(Insert flashdance running in place action here and just one more "EEEKKKKKKK!!!!!"

I'm going to the store now to buy some traps. I'll have Mr. BBM carry me to the car. How he wishes I was kidding.

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Posted by on October 28, 2008 in Mental Strain for Mama | 13 Comments

Comments

13 Comments on Intrusion

  1. Miss Chris on Tue, 28th Oct 2008 10:22 pm

    2. I’m sorry I’m laughing but I’m not laughing at you. This brings back a memory for me that is EXACTLY as you describe except it was my ex-husband with the hockey stick on the dining room table and me trying to find the little guy.

  2. Avitable on Tue, 28th Oct 2008 11:13 pm

    3. Hope you get humane traps and let it go free.

  3. Renovation Girl on Tue, 28th Oct 2008 11:47 pm

    4. Heh…those little guys don’t bother me so much…I guess having bats in the house so often makes you immune to the little ones that run on the floor. Now, those bats with their freaky, erratic flying, yeah…that makes me get all girly and squeaky…

  4. Iron Fist on Wed, 29th Oct 2008 12:50 am

    5. Don’t worry, when you get to 2nd kyu is when they teach you the special “Dancing Mouse Strike.” Works like a charm every time.

  5. Black Belt Mama on Wed, 29th Oct 2008 9:04 am

    6. Miss Chris: Your ex and I have the same mouse genes apparently.
    Avi: If you want to come here, catch it, and take it home as a pet or something, feel free.
    RG: Yeah, bats would be a whole other level of flashdance like running in place.
    Iron Fist: I’ve been to 2nd kyu and I didn’t learn that dance. I think my instructors are holding out on me. 😉

  6. Deryck on Wed, 29th Oct 2008 9:25 am

    7. I’m grinning here – spiders have that effect on me. Mice are okay though! But the running on the spot will do wonders for the leg!

  7. John on Wed, 29th Oct 2008 10:37 am

    8. We had a mouse in our place not too long ago. First time ever. Couldn’t get the little guy, those mice are like ninjas. We had the sofa upside down, the fridge moved out, etc. Even one of our cats managed to scoop him up, he still got away! Never saw it again.

  8. Ikigai on Wed, 29th Oct 2008 11:50 am

    9. What about your cats? Can’t you put them out there and let them go to it?

  9. Lynn on Wed, 29th Oct 2008 11:51 am

    10. Never come to my place. We have 5 rats. =P

  10. Jenna on Thu, 30th Oct 2008 2:06 am

    11. I hate rats, they make me feel so terrible. As well as other small rodents and insects they make me scream and run away.

  11. Martial Arts Mom on Thu, 30th Oct 2008 8:19 am

    12. Be careful with that mouse near your car. A mouse or squirrel got into my old van two winters in a row and chewed up the seat under my then toddler son’s car seat (all the food he dropped!) and then also chewed through all my wiring! Two winters. I kept imagining this mouse/squirrel running out from under my seat while I was driving. Luckily it never happened though!

  12. psumommy on Fri, 31st Oct 2008 12:38 pm

    13. I have to admit, I was laughing, too! What makes me scream like that is frogs. Especially if they’ve been caught in, say, a butter container, but I haven’t been TOLD what’s in the butter container, and it’s pushed up in my face very enthusiastically by a 6-year-old. 🙂
    We have mice here, too. UP INSIDE the house. OMG. I always thought I’d freak, too, and was totally shocked when I stayed calm. I caught the first one (I rock!), one of our 3 cats killed the next 2. I’m hoping there aren’t any more, especially since one of our cats got lost in our garage for a few days. (Not on purpose, it was my 4yo.)
    Forget the traps, get a cat!

  13. Doll Clothes Gal on Sat, 1st Nov 2008 3:56 pm

    14. Oh no – we had a mouse problemduring the summer. Some traps and peanut butter did the trick.

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