One day when Jared and I were taking a nap back in December we woke up to what sounded like someone typing on a computer. It sounded like it was coming from right under the bed. We were certain there was some critter somewhere stirring about. We searched everywhere but didn't find anything. We only heard it once more, and then we'd sort of just put it out of our minds.
Well while I was gone last week Jared saw a little mouse's tail hanging out from under my nightstand. NASTY!!! After he told me I literally had nightmares about mice. Naturally I'm thinking Jared would go buy a trap, clean up the poo, and take care of it before I got home.
Not so lucky. My husband, who usually is not one for emotion, is a huge softie! He kept begging me to give him one more night to CATCH the mouse and let it free outside. He kept saying, "I'm not sure why you are so set on killing the mouse."
He didn't catch it before I got home and I made him go buy a trap! Sorry I don't have a soft place in my heart for a little nasty critter that has been running around my house peeing, pooping, and probably eating stuff.
Last night the trap went off! HOORAY! Jared felt so bad that he could hear the little thing struggling that he took it on the patio and drowned it.
He just informed me that he used to have a PET mouse named Pete. Maybe that's why it was so emotional for him.
I love him. He adds so much to my life every single day.
4 comments:
tell jared drowning the poor mouse is sooo much worse then letting it struggle. He should have hit it over the head with a hammer.
I hate to tell you Jared never had a mouse named Pete but it makes a good story.
I would have killed it too, but I wouldn't want to look at it once it was dead...
Remember when YOU had pet mice???!! I do! And they would get out and we would have to search all over your house for them. LOL.
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