Heebie Geebies

Have you ever had the heebie geebies?
I have them right now.
Oh man, do I ever have them.

For the first time that I can think of in my married life,
I have a mouse in my house.
HEEBIE GEEBIE!!!
And where else would this critter be but in my kitchen?

Ugh.
It just makes my skin crawl.
I discovered this guest yesterday
(by what he left behind--and oh,
how I hope there's only one of them!).

I set two traps last night.
Now....I have never set a mouse trap before. I was so wary of snapping my own fingers off that I must have set it really well. So well that it didn't work. After talking to my dad about it this morning, he said that basically I fed the mouse, I didn't really set the trap. Something about the way I put the cheese on the trap.

Good grief.
So what I found this morning
was a decorative display
of droppings around the
cheese-less traps and
no dead mouse.
My dad is going to come over and
set the traps some time today.
Why am I thinking right now of the way
W.C. Fields would say
"Nevah send a boy-ah to do a man-ah's job" ?

I hope to report to you tomorrow
about the death of a rodent.