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So I'm doing my hair and guess who shows up? Mouse 4! After I told him I didn't want to see him because I was doing my hair and everything! Gawd, sometimes when a woman says she is doing her hair, she really means it. Now I've got to deal with this guy with my hair all up and everything!
I decided to let Mouse 3 stay the night after he came by pretty late. I hate being a booty call in the middle of the night, but it's nice to find a guy who'll stick around until the morning. Unfortunately he kept me up all night and not in a good way, just making a lot of noise and banging around in the kitchen. Yet another relationship with red flags. I don't yet have the energy to kick him out - he's quiet now in the other room, maybe he finally went to sleep - but I'll do it after I eat something.
My evening out with Mouse #2 could've been better. He didn't take me anywhere nice, just an abandoned parking lot, and once we were there he was really hesitant to make the first move. I don't think I'm going to see him again.
Mouse etc.
Jul. 11th, 2009 10:20 amNo nightmares about zombie birds, thankfully. She was singing happily this morning when I got up. More mouse poop in papers and her food bowls; going to try removing food bowls at night, and changing papers right before bed in addition to first thing in the morning. I can hear the mouse banging around his little trap in the living room. Today's to-do list: go to Staples in far-off Amherst for open crates for sorting bird toys. Release mouse while there. If Staples doesn't have good boxes, hit Target, Home Depot, crappy Staples, and Walmart on the way back (in that order). Set up the trap for another mouse when I get home. Repeat releasing as needed, though I'll do just on the other side of the river for the others - no need to drive 30 miles for them all, it's just if I'm there anyway might as well do so. Or maybe I should release them all near each other so they'll be with friends? I'm such a softie.
Mouse house!
Jul. 10th, 2009 08:18 pmI keep forgetting to change Kappa's papers as often as I should. I've also been trying to put her to sleep earlier b/c I suspect part of her behavior is hormonal. It was already past her bedtime last night when I decided to change papers before covering her. Then I found mouse poop in the papers and freaked out and washed the bottom of the cage for the next hour.
Woke up this morning to a nightmare involving trying to escape the zombie apocalypse with Kappa, except she'd caught it, and Bowser was burning I-84 so we had to go the long way to the emergency vet.
While changing Kappa's food this morning I found mouse poop in it.
T$ showed me how to use the Havahart trap I ran out to buy at the hardware store. I spent all day cleaning her cage. My bum hip hurts from so much standing.
At something like 5pm T$'s friend B came over and parked me in and T$ and B went off to a frisbee tournament in Boston for the weekend.
Around 6pm the Havahart got a mouse. I took photos of him. I'm naming him Mouse 0 for reasons that will become clear in a moment. He was very cute and very tiny and very scared.
Since I was parked in, I loaded the trap onto my bicycle and rode over to the river so I could let it go on the other side so it'd be less likely to make it back. The mouse was no longer in the trap when I stopped to check it. I'm guessing that on a bump one of the doors flipped up enough for him to escape while the catcher-thingit was also jostled so it didn't jam the door shut.
Mice: 1. Humans: 0. That was Mouse 0 b/c it didn't count. That was a practice mouse.
On the way back I got two mosquito bites and a bug in my left eye. Thankfully it was a big enough one that it bounced off rather than getting stuck in it. Ow. Ick.
Back home now. Hip still hurts. Haven't had dinner yet. Mouse 1 is in the trap. Or possibly the same mouse. I can't walk the mile to the other side of the river right now b/c of the hip. I don't want to bounce another mouse out of the trap on the bike over. I'm still parked in. I hope the stupid mouse lives until morning when I might be able to get my car out or be able to walk. It won't die overnight will it? Gawd, I'm going to hear it rattling that trap all night long, aren't I?
Anyone got a cat I can borrow for a few days?
Woke up this morning to a nightmare involving trying to escape the zombie apocalypse with Kappa, except she'd caught it, and Bowser was burning I-84 so we had to go the long way to the emergency vet.
While changing Kappa's food this morning I found mouse poop in it.
T$ showed me how to use the Havahart trap I ran out to buy at the hardware store. I spent all day cleaning her cage. My bum hip hurts from so much standing.
At something like 5pm T$'s friend B came over and parked me in and T$ and B went off to a frisbee tournament in Boston for the weekend.
Around 6pm the Havahart got a mouse. I took photos of him. I'm naming him Mouse 0 for reasons that will become clear in a moment. He was very cute and very tiny and very scared.
Since I was parked in, I loaded the trap onto my bicycle and rode over to the river so I could let it go on the other side so it'd be less likely to make it back. The mouse was no longer in the trap when I stopped to check it. I'm guessing that on a bump one of the doors flipped up enough for him to escape while the catcher-thingit was also jostled so it didn't jam the door shut.
Mice: 1. Humans: 0. That was Mouse 0 b/c it didn't count. That was a practice mouse.
On the way back I got two mosquito bites and a bug in my left eye. Thankfully it was a big enough one that it bounced off rather than getting stuck in it. Ow. Ick.
Back home now. Hip still hurts. Haven't had dinner yet. Mouse 1 is in the trap. Or possibly the same mouse. I can't walk the mile to the other side of the river right now b/c of the hip. I don't want to bounce another mouse out of the trap on the bike over. I'm still parked in. I hope the stupid mouse lives until morning when I might be able to get my car out or be able to walk. It won't die overnight will it? Gawd, I'm going to hear it rattling that trap all night long, aren't I?
Anyone got a cat I can borrow for a few days?
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Sep. 6th, 2008 10:34 pmI live in an old house, and I've seen evidence of mice in the past (poop under the sink and around the kitchen trash, where there's big holes in the walls for the pipes), but tonight I saw one for the first time - and three feet from the birdcage. I change cage papers around 5 times a week (I aim for daily but occasionally forget), any leftover fresh veggies get dumped in the kitchen twice a day. There's a trash with a lid can next to the cage that I used to dump pellets into but now will not. I'm keeping it away from the cage for a few days, but after that I'll probably return it and use it only for the cage papers and not for the pellets. I Roomba around the cage at least once a week.
So I have two questions. (1) Are they actually a threat to Kappa in any manner? I mean, I know they can be a disease vector, is that really a big deal? Any chance they're rabid? And (2) any ideas you may have to safely keep them away from Kappa (and perhaps the entire house)? Keeping the place clean is of course #1, but I keep the area around the cage cleaner than anywhere else in the house, and the kitchen is two rooms away (and I just cleaned it anyway just in case).
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So I have two questions. (1) Are they actually a threat to Kappa in any manner? I mean, I know they can be a disease vector, is that really a big deal? Any chance they're rabid? And (2) any ideas you may have to safely keep them away from Kappa (and perhaps the entire house)? Keeping the place clean is of course #1, but I keep the area around the cage cleaner than anywhere else in the house, and the kitchen is two rooms away (and I just cleaned it anyway just in case).
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