DEAN (no, DINI) IS DEAD

VICTORY!!! DEAN IS DEAD!!!! WE GOT THAT SON OF A MOUSE!!!
**While posting this ANOTHER MOUSE GOT STUCK IN THE TRAP!!!! IT WAS DEAN'S BABY!!! NOOO!!!! IT WAS NESTING!!! WE HAVE MIIIIIIICCCCCCEEEEE!!!!!

***Dean is the BIG mouse we caught (pics below). But now that we caught her baby we know Dean is now a girl so we will call her Dini. Short for Houdini because this mouse could get out of anything and not get killed or stuck. I SAY COULD.


Nothing had worked to kill this mouse. But what else could I do but buy MORE traps and MORE poison? I HAD to get this mouse!! So home from Walmart I came with a bag full of pesticides.

We lined the kitchen floors with more sticky traps and poison. Then we lined my bedroom door with sticky traps because it ALWAYS comes in my room.

Jennie and I had a plan that night that IF we caught the mouse and it DID get stuck coming in the bedroom door that when it squealed we would grab a plastic bin and throw it on top of the mouse. From there we would have to think of what to do with it.

Not 30 min. after we went to bed and turned off the light....

wahBAM!!!! SQUEAK SQUEAK SQUEAK!!!

We jolted from bed and turned on the light to see Dean (now know as Dini)... stuck and struggling to get free from the glue. HAHAHAHAHA. My heart was racing and I thought I would die of a heart attack I was so worked up. and scared.

Jennie was the HERO and threw the bin on top of Dini and then slid the lid underneath it and carried it outside to where we were thinking we would throw it down the gutter FOREVER to DIE an awful death.

Jennie kept saying, "Ohhh. I feel bad for it!!!!" And I kept yelling, "YESSS!!! WE DID IT!!! WE GOT HIM AND NOW HE WILL DIE!!!"

Apparently Jennie missed out on all the HAVOC this little mouse did to MY HOUSE and how every night it kept me UP and worrying I was going to get EATEN ALIVE.

Here is Dini. Stuck. Stuck. Stuck.

The gutter idea didn't work out so we...

took her to the side of the house and put a brick on top of HER so she couldn't escape.
We couldn't think of anything else to do. Nor can we now.

I can't believe while writing this that a BABY MOUSE got stuck in the sticky trap in the kitchen!!! It started squeaking and we RAN for a bin. I HAD TO DO IT THIS TIME. Seriously, all you could hear were screams and yelling, "NO YOU DO IT!!!!!" We finally, somehow by a sheer miracle, got the mouse outside and in about 6 plastic bags still stuck to the sticky board. It is now tied up and sitting on the lawn. I am afraid to throw it away cuz my garbage is full and if it eats through the bags and I open the garbage can it will surely jump out at me and eat my face off in revenge.

So on my lawn it sits. And it's mother can R.I.P. on the side of my house.

Tonight might be a very eventful, scary, screamy night.

Where oh where is my Chaz!!!