Once a month a group of us, all women, get together for dinner. Everyone brings a dish and we rotate different houses. I’ve been part of this group for a little over two years and never hostessed until this Saturday. Usually I’m on deadline, out of town, or my house is too messy. But finally the stars and planets and various sundry things were aligned and dinner proceeded at Chez LaBrecque.
Afterwards we are sitting in the den when Kel says, “Gee, your cat’s jumping around kind of funny in the dining room.” Kitty trotted in…with a freaking mouse in his mouth. (@) Some screaming ensued, of which I was at the forefront I’m not particularly proud to admit. Snakes, lizards, roaches, spiders, millipedes – none of that bothers me but I have rodent issues as in I don’t like them worth a damn. At all. The screaming startled my brave mouse-catching kitty and he promptly dropped the still-live mouse who ran hell-bent-for-leather to get away. Kel and I both jumped in chairs at about the same time. All I could do was stand in my chair and yell, “I’ve waited two damn years to have ya’ll over here and now there’s a mouse in the house…and we’re exterminators.”:o
Okay, so I’m not exactly the go-to girl in a rodent crisis.:[ However, all’s well that ends well. BJ, another friend, not the cat, caught the mouse and took it outside. (y)
(Kel: “You’re just going to take it outside and let it go?” BJ, holding out the mouse, still alive, wrapped in a paper towel: “Did you want to kill it?” Kel: “Uh, no. Outside sounds good.”):p:d 
LOL!! Oh, I’m a screamer at the gross stuff like that. Too funny!
Dee
Comment by Dee — August 14, 2006 @ 10:36 am
funny
Comment by kim — August 14, 2006 @ 10:39 am
It’s just the mouse thing, Dee. It sends me over the edge. Kim, Kelli was hysterical when I yelled that about us being exterminators — I guess it’s akin to the cobblers children having no shoes. :p
Comment by Jennifer — August 15, 2006 @ 6:42 am
OMG!!
That happened to me and the DH last week!! He was coming in the front door from taking the younger spawn to school and Trudie the Cat (@) had a mouse in her mouth trying to get in …to show momma, I guess! (g) My husband made her drop it and instead of the mouse jumping off the porch like he expected it to, it ran in the front door.
I’m getting ready for work and I hear “Angie! ANgie! ANGIE!!!”
The mouse had run under the couch. :o
By the time we caught it, all the furniture was in the middle of the living room floor and the DH had stunned the mousie with a broom, picked it up and let it go into the pasture. Trudie just sat there and watched us, then I guess she thought we were going to give her the thing!!!
Needless to say, I was late for work that morning….
Comment by Angie — August 15, 2006 @ 3:22 pm
Angie, that is HYSTERICAL! :p Poor Trudie. Poor mouse. Poor you.
Comment by Jennifer — August 15, 2006 @ 10:17 pm