A Never-Ending Tail

It's a never-ending saga....

This morning, I was sitting at my computer, reading and writing happily, while the kiddies were at school, when I heard it.  That horrible scratching noise.  Only this time, it was coming from my bathroom.  I got up and started making lots of noise.  Flushed the toilet two or three times and let the water in the sink run for a minute or two, hoping that this was enough to flush whatever was lurking in the drain pipes far from my house.

Pleased that I had acted immediately and effectively, I returned to my computer.

A few minutes later,  I heard another noise.

Something had knocked my little wastebasket over.   I screamed and Hubby ran in to see what was wrong.  He inspected the bathroom and didn't find anything except the wastebasket turned on its side.  "Maybe you scared whatever it was with your scream and it ran away."

I can live with that.

Once again, I returned to my computer.  And Hubby left because it was his turn to attend Hope's parent-teacher conference.

I was catching up on Twitter when I caught something out of the corner of my eye...A rather large mouse or a very small rat.  It was grayish brown and round.  He kind of reminded me of Gus from Cinderella.  Cartoon mice are one thing, but having a real rat creeping out from behind my vanity dresser is not something I like.

Again, I screamed.  But no one came to my rescue.  Hubby was at the Junior High and my dad-in-law had left to pick up Jack from kindergarten.  (I'm getting over a bad asthma crisis, so I am housebound.)

So I stayed at my computer, hoping that I could come up with a brilliant plan to catch or get rid of the rat.  Then the rodent decided to make another appearance.  Now the little pest was peeking out from underneath my computer table.  AAAHHHH!  You guessed it, I screamed again and ran out of my bedroom faster than Usain Bolt at the 2008 Olympics. 

My only option was to enlist the help of Junior, my cat.  He might be great at hunting and killing the mice, rats and lizards out in the back patio, but he hasn't had much luck with the ones indoors.

Junior remained locked in my bedroom for about an hour, while I was in the living room waiting to hear squeals of torture.  But everything was as quiet as a church mouse.  (Sorry, I couldn't resist!)

Hubby came home and strategically placed the mouse trap next to the vanity dresser.

After lunch, I returned to the computer to print a few things that Hope needed for school tomorrow.  That's when I saw the horrible mini-beast.  Again.  Somehow he managed to elude getting caught in the mouse trap.  I screamed for the fourth or fifth time today and Hubby came running.  By then, the little fur ball had returned to his hiding place behind the vanity dresser.

My brave knight in shining armor jeans and sneakers, moved the vanity to see if he could see the rodent.  Hubby moved the dresser atleast 3 feet and saw nothing.

Hubby asked if I was sure that I had seen a rat.

What?  Are you kidding me?  Am I the only person in this house that sees rats and mice???  I was starting to feel a little like Haley Joel Osment in The Sixth Sense.

Hubby was moving the dresser back to its place when he finally saw it.  Then he asked where the cat was.  "Hiding under our bed!"  I had no idea my cat was such a scaredy cat! 

I guess the rat was scared too, because we didn't see or hear from him until 8pm.  Hubby and I heard the rat scratching behind our closet.  Again, Junior was fetched.  This time we tried to see if some of Cesar Millan's psychology would work on him, but he wouldn't have it.  Junior preferred to seek shelter under my bed.

Hubby wasn't happy with Junior at all.  He had Nick banish Junior to the back patio.  While Nick was taking Junior out, Hubby had the rat in sight, but couldn't reach him.  Just then, Nick opened the back door to let Junior out when Brownie, our dog, ran in.  He made a beeline to our bedroom and noticed that Hubby was trying to get at something behind the closet.

Brownie started barking.

The rat got scared and ran out from his hiding place and was immediately captured by Brownie. My hero!

The End. 

For now!


  1. Ok so from now on Brownie will be the go to guy. You know when we were dealing with the bugs (like I know is coming again with the nice weather) It always seemed I was the first or the only one to see them also.

  2. I saw mice a few times when I lived in NYC, but only in the winter and they scared easy. I thought about putting out mouse traps, but I would rather bang things around to scare them away than deal with a decapitated mouse and guts and such. Yuck!

  3. You know that many people have them as nice little pets.....
    The hungry ones are the only ones that would even consider nibbling on your toes. They are not bad little creatures, just a little pesky if they eat your napkins and pee on your electronic hardware.

  4. We had hundreds (and this is NOT an exaggeration)when we lived in Colorado. There were days/nights where we would ensnare 5 or 6 in traps. They ruined tens of thousands (no exaggeration here either) of things by gnawing and peeing. Don't get me started on those miserable vermin...I guess you already did.

  5. I am having little ratones at the Milk Project. I set out glue traps and peanut butter, but my Honduran friends laughed. They told me Honduran rats and mice like cheese and beans! Sorry you had a bad experience with the rat. That dirty rat!

  6. gggrrr I hate these stories! We had a ton just last year when we lived in an old farm house! Before we moved in to our house now, we put poison under the house! So far so good!

  7. I've never seen a rat or mouse in my home before!! (we get mosquitos and big cockroaches)

    Way to go Brownie! That's why I love dogs.

  8. I loved this story! Why? Because I didn't have to see the rat! lol We had one that jumped out of the sink at me. My kids still talk about the day that Mom ran like a track star! lol

    Cute blog! I followed as part of Friday Follow. I'm glad I did! :)

  9. AMANDA: Yes, we now refer to Brownie as the Mouse Slayer!

    ANNE: After hearing them scratch inside the drain pipes, we usually get rid of them by making noise and running the water. But this little guy was too quick.

    TANCHO: I read your comment last night before going to bed. It really was hard to get to sleep after that! :D And I cannot understand how or why people would want to keep them as pets.

    CALYPSO: We've had our fair share of miserable vermin in this house. We usually only have problems with them during the rains. As soon as we hear them, we set up traps!

    LAURIE: I think the sticky traps with peanut butter should work. We've found that the mice love peanuts!

    FAMILIA GARCIA: I don't like mice or rats, but I just have to tell the story!

    GRINGATION: I've always been more of a cat person, but after last night, I ♥ dogs!

    CHEF PENNY: The only bad thing about this story is that I did see the rat...When it was running around my bedroom and when my hubby grabbed the dead creature by the tail to dispose of it outside.

    Thank you so much for following! :D

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  11. I have never had one in my house and I'm just find with that!

    thanks for stopping by my blog!!

  12. Howdy! Thanks for linking up with Friday Follow and so glad you joined in this week! I am now your blog follower. See you again next Friday.

    ~ Lynn

  13. hi leslie,

    i couldn't help but get a good chuckle out of this vision i had of the critter peeking out and laughing at you as you screamed. we used to have rats in our garage in our old house because i had left the dog food out there and they were eating it. we decided to get a cat (and ended up with 2-that's a whole story in itself)but we never actually saw the cats catch any rats, our jack russell terrier however caught several. our older son had a corvette at the time and the rats actually made quite the "rat's nest" in the engine. every now and then we would turn the engine and out would fly a decapitated rat-yuck! maybe we should get together and write a book about our animals, rats included. we've had pet rats as well. ah, the stories i could tell. maybe i should start a blog and dedicate it to my animals.

    o.k. enough of that for now. love today's picture. don't know how i missed this post yesterday.

    que disfruten el resto del fin de semana,
    teresa la cubana de lake stevens

  14. I find this story terrifying. I might have a hard time sleeping tonight.

    One time my husband heard something in our laundry room and when he turned on the light, he saw it was a huge rat. He ran back into the bedroom and put on some shoes and ran back to the laundry room. I heard loud thudding and squealing (from my husband not the rat).

    I went to see what he was doing and he was wearing sweat shorts with dress shoes and no socks, jumping up and down trying to scare the rat out of the room. The rat peeked out and my husband got scared and ran out of the room.

  15. I just found your blog via SITS and this was so much fun!!!It will be interesting to follow your blog - mi fiancé and I will be relocating to the Dominican Republic in 2 years - so I'm getting hooked on other bloggers who have moved!

    un abrazo//Jennifer