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Smug Marrieds: The Mouse

This morning started out productive enough. I woke up early, at 4:30 am, in full domestic mode. By 5:30 I had chicken baking in the oven and stuffed peppers simmering in the crock pot, the dishwasher was loaded and running, and I was working on a second load of laundry. Satisfied that I was using enough electricity to power a small orbiting space station, I headed into the bathroom to get my shower. And that's when I saw it. 

"BLAIR!" I screamed, my emergency broadcast system in full mode. "BLAIR! BLAIR! BLAIR!"

He came bursting into the bathroom, sure someone was murdering me. "WHAT?! WHAT?!"

"There." I pointed at his half of our duel sinks, even as I shuddered and took a step back. 

Curled up in the bottom of the sink was a small and (okay, I'll admit it) pretty cute little mouse. My screaming hadn't perturbed him in the least. He looked cozy, like he was curling up for a nap. 

"Hey, little fella," said Blair, moving toward him.

"Don't touch it!" I said. "Get a cup."

Hope you didn't get eaten by a bird of prey this morning...I stood guard over the mouse while Blair went to get a cup to scoop him up with. "Oh my God, he has to have been on the counter," I said. "Do you think he touched our toothbrushes?"

"Probably," said Blair. "Mice love tartar-control. Yum-yum-yum." 

"You're not helping," I said. I watched as Blair moved toward him. "Wait!"

"Now what?"

 "I want to get a picture for the blog." 

"So everyone can comment on our hygiene habits?" asked Blair. "Nice." 

"It's not our fault we live in an older home," I said. I looked at Lucy as I walked by to get the camera. "And just what's the point of having you around?" I asked. "Where was my backup?" She shrugged and meandered away. 

I came back with the camera, Blair got the picture, then scooped mousie up and carried him out to the field behind our house. I set to work pouring every chemical solvent we had in the house onto the sink and countertops in an effort to purge any lingering mouse germs. 

I handed Blair a new toothbrush when he came back inside. "I'll never mock your need to stock up on toothbrushes again," I said. "If we didn't have these, we'd be brushing our teeth with our fingers this morning." 

Of course, all I can do now is wonder where the heck else that mouse was before he landed in our sink. Was he in the bathroom drawer where I keep my jewelry? In my closet? Taking a sponge bath in our shower?

"I may have to to just set fire to this part of the house and have us rebuild," I informed Blair. 

"You have issues," he said, and left for work. 

Left for work, leaving me alone with what could be a family of mice somewhere in here, seeking revenge for turning Junior out into the cold. But it's okay, I've got a plan. I'm just going to hang out with the cats all day. 

Apparently, they give mice a wide berth. 



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Reader Comments (7)

You leave a door that wide open and someone, or something, is going to walk through it. That's what you get for writing a book titled "Who Moved My Mouse?" Now we all know, Blair did it!

January 25, 2012 at 8:23 AM | Unregistered CommenterKevin Decker

That is sooo funny, and he was the cutest little thing! So much better than a spider or a snake!

January 25, 2012 at 10:21 AM | Unregistered CommenterConnie

SO CUTE!!! DENA...don't you remember Dopie Dopolopolus? He was your favorite pet mouse and you would hold him all the time!!!

January 25, 2012 at 11:00 AM | Unregistered CommenterMom

Dopey was a Siberian Dwarf Hamster and he was Nicole's.

January 25, 2012 at 11:10 AM | Unregistered CommenterDena

Potato, Po'ta'to!!

January 25, 2012 at 11:37 AM | Unregistered CommenterMom

Maaaaaan that mouse is cute! Almost like a lil toy!!!

And I'm really glad it wasn't in MY sink! I'd be thinking and doing all the same things you described.

January 26, 2012 at 9:34 AM | Unregistered CommenterMelody

Melody -- you can call Blair if that ever happens. You know he'd come help you. :)

January 26, 2012 at 5:24 PM | Unregistered CommenterDena

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