Mickey Has Left The Building

We have caught the mouse!!!

Hubby was late coming home last night so Enon and myself decided to take things into our own hands. Ibu had brought us the mouse trap, complete with some dried fish as bait.

Indeed, after only half an hour of setting the trap, we heard the cage being rattled.

SUCCESS!! Or as Kathy Bates's character in The Waterboy would say, DINNER!!

Both of us were too chicken to actually go and check out the trap so we waited for hubby. When he got home, hubby took to the girls to check out the trap.

"Ibu!! There's a mouse in the cage. It's soooo cute!!!"

Yeah, I don't think so. I crept upstairs to see the mouse myself.

OK, I guess it wasn't as disgusting as I thought it would be. It was rather small and thin and was trying with all its might to bite its way out of the cage.

Then I saw it. The tail. The long, thin, squirming tail. It must have been 700 meters long, I dunno, I might be exaggerating but that's how long it seemed to me.

*shudder*

"Ok, you bring the trap outside while I'll prepare the bucket of water", I told hubby.

Hubby looked at me as if I had grown devil horns.

"You want to kill the mouse?"

"Well, duh. what do you want to do, adopt it? We have to kill it. *whispered* It knows where we live."

Again hubby looked at me like I was crazy. "I'll throw it outside. It won't be back."

Enter unnecessary panic mode. "How do you know it won't be back. It will smell its way back. If you don't want to kill it, then throw it far, far away."

"Ok, fine. Give me my car keys."

Now I don't know if hubby actually drove far away enough or if he just made a turn around the block very slowly but I'm happy to say since this morning, there have been no more mouse sightings.

But we still have the mouse trap set, just in case.