Mice suck

Sometimes complaining gets you nowhere other times it gets you something you might not have bargained for like maybe a 10 ft wide christmas tree. Last year I teased Ben about our little Charlie Brown tree so this year he showed me and brought home this monster. Every ornament we own and 7 strings of lights later the thing still looks bare. Not to mention the fact we had to scoot our couch so close to the tv I get dizzy everytime I watch it. I guess complainers get what they have coming huh.

Lately we have been hearing noises in the area where we trapped the squirrel last month. Thinking maybe the squirrel that got away was back Ben set a mouse trap and hoped it wasn't a squirrel because a mouse trap just wasn't going to cut it. Later that night we were sitting at the kitchen table when we heard a noise like a pool ball rolling down the track inside an old pool table. Ben snickered while I was confused. "We got one" Sure enough, the trap had went off and we had a mouse inside the crawl space above our woodstove. Saturday morning we had another and as I sat at the kitchen table all day Saturday trying to write a paper I heard the trap go off 4 times. Sunday morning, yep you guessed it, 7 mice in 24 hours, that is disgusting.