The story that prompted the dream…
Last night while I was watching the Red Wings beat the Coyotes I had another mouse incident. I saw it run behind the TV stand, then I went nuts. I pulled out all of the books and things on the bottom shelf, the mouse ran under one of the couches. As I pulled up the skirt of the couch it ran under the other couch, then I lost sight of it.
My crazy continued; I picked up everything from the floor and moved it into the other room. I flipped one couch over to see if it was hiding under there, no dice. I started looking behind and under everything in the room with flashlights just trying to find the damn thing. This lead me to the two DVD racks in the room. I tilted one of them forward and bingo. It was back there. As I started moving the rack out I once again lost sight of the mouse.
So now everything in that room is away from the wall a little bit for easy viewing if I spot it again.
Now, the dream I had right before I woke up this morning was all sorts of mouse oriented. We were watching TV in a house that was mine, but it wasn’t this house. Theresa, Mom, Dad, Megan, Brooke, and Dax Shepard were all there. I spotted was was a gigantic beetle under one of the tables. I immediately jumped into action to find something to catch this foot long black beetle.
After a second I came across a pink plastic bucket and tried to trap it. After the bucket was over it there were claws coming up from the sided scratching the hell out of my hands. The beetle eventually broke free and darted into another room and behind a grandfather clock. My Dad and I started moving things out as he was mumbling something about “this damn old house.”
We didn’t find the beetle, but we did scare the crap out of a large mouse, which took off running into Megan’s room. I started tearing into the room and must have lost sight of it. The dream ended with dad, Dax, and myself searching with flashlights for holes and other places the intruders could have gone. My Dad was having a conversation with Dax about “this damn old house” as I woke up.
Update: On Sunday the 24th there were no mouse sightings. However, I can hear at least one in the wall between the kitchen and office. After work today I’ll have to do some more investigating.
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April 27th, 2010 at 10:49 am
I had one of these in the house. I had to keep the cat from eating it. Now whenever the cat reacts to anything I am convinced it’s another mouse!
Eventually I caught it: http://twitpic.com/suyo0
(The gloves are because I was afraid it would bite me and I’d get some terrible mouse disease and die a humiliating death from a wound on my pinky finger.)
April 27th, 2010 at 10:53 am
We were told that we should get a cat. But I really don’t want a cat.
Another suggestion was to try and get one sick so he’ll tell all his friends that our house has bad food.
Today the task of looking for more places for them to get in continues. I’m not sure if it will fully ever be done with a house as old as ours.
April 28th, 2010 at 3:06 pm
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