You may remember that I mentioned we had a mouse problem. Okay, that is a bit of an understatement. We have an infestation of mice. The exterminator has put out poison and we are seeing a decrease, but still hearing them in the attic at times.
The Navy Room (that is the official name of the spare bedroom, since we painted it navy blue) has started to smell funky. I went in there the other day to try and find the smell, but could not identify it precisely. However, there was a plant in the room that was dying, plus we kept the door shut, so my thought was that was the funky smell. Lindsey did not accept that, she wanted to clean out the entire room.
I was in the closet (HAHAHAHHAHA, I crack myself up) and immediately found droppings and some holes in the drywall. Ughhhhhh. I vacuumed up all the poop and other debris, then moved to the other part of the closet (remember, we have huge closets in this house). I thought I checked the entire area, but then noticed what looked like a leather strap, perhaps from one of Lindsey’s boots. I started to slide it out (I cannot even explain how the closet is set up) and saw that it was connected to a mouse body. Blecchhhhhhh. I scooped it up and threw it in the garbage. I also scrubbed the closet floor and cleaned the rest of the room.
I hope this is the end of these stupid mice…
