Ever since about mid September this story has been unfolding and it finally came to a close on Saturday (or, so we hope.) At the time, I had no idea it was even going to be a story or what I like to call, an adventure. In short, we found a mouse in our house.
Yep, the adorable house pictured above had a nasty little creature that looks like this
living in it.
It all started in mid September or so. I had recently been hired at my new job and was quickly figuring out that I get hungry in the middle of the morning and sometimes again in the afternoon after lunch. To solve this problem I began bringing granola bars to work to eat when I needed them. I would bring 2 to work and sometimes only eat one so I would leave the other one in my purse for the next day. I started finding my granola bars wrapper with a hole and a chunk of my snack taken out of it. Being the irrational person I am, I decided that it was probably my keys making holes in my food. I have a large purse I bring to work and often my keys get shuffled around. Surely this had to be the explanation. For months, this carried on and I continued to blame my keys.
One day, I was getting sick of finding holes in my food so I started to put my keys in a separate pocket. This did not solve the problem. We weren't sure what was happening until Dom saw one of my snacks and said it and I quote "looked like a creature had taken a bite out of it." This scared me. No idea why, but it did. Beginning to suspect he was right, I started putting my extra granola bars in the pantry. No more holes. Yay!
Over Christmas I got sick and was bringing cold medicine and cough drops to work in a Ziploc bag. Sometime last week I got up in the morning, opened the bag and found my cold medicine pills all over my purse, each cough drop was unwrapped, and the baggie they were in was torn to pieces. This, for me, confirmed that we had a mouse. That night, we went out and bought traps. We used my purse as bait because apparently, I had unintentionally conditioned a mouse to believe that his food source was my purse. After a couple nights we didn't catch anything. Dominic decided to leave a trap by our fridge, and by our dryer. If it was living in the kitchen it was living in one of those two places. We left the traps and didn't catch the mouse for days.
Saturday morning came and I was getting ready. We have a spare bedroom at the back of our house and it has a straight shot to the kitchen. I came out of that room and as I was about to turn into our bedroom I caught a glimpse of something that looked like a tail sitting in front of the fridge. I kinda freaked out for a second and yelled for Dom. He came out of the room he was in and I asked him to check the trap (because I'm a big ol' scaredy cat with a soft spot for animals.) He checked the trap and sure enough, there was a mouse in it.
The mystery since September was finally solved but now I have a new question, was he the only one? We are leaving the rest of our traps up for now...just to be safe.