We waited in the driveway for Rob. My next door neighbor was weeding his garden when he saw us. "Hey Leslie!"
"Hi there," I replied. "Bob...I have a question for you. Do you have any problem with mice?"
He looked at me, smiling. "This is just a bad area for mice, with the wetlands and all. But let me show you something... they aren't really mice, though. They are shrews."
Bob took me to the area between our houses. "See those holes.... I have seen mice and shrews living under your house."
I didn't live in a stick built home. I live in a glorified double-wide trailer. There is just open space between my floorboards and the ground underneath. I stared at the dozens of holes going between the ground and the siding.... you have got to be kidding me. This was a rodent metropolis. I was dizzy and disgusted. "Thanks for letting me know," I stammered.
I quickly got a couple boxes of the rat/rodent poison out of the car... I bought ten boxes, just in case. Thank god I did! While the boys played in the driveway with Magnum, I went to work. I think I put down three boxes of the poison along the side of the house. I filled up all of the holes. This was my house! I am taking it back!
By that time, Rob came over. He set my traps, filled the gaps with foam, and put poison under the bathroom sink for extra measure. Magnum, Shane, Joe and I decided to spend the day outside. I set up the tee ball in the back,and I got the kiddy pool out. Rob and Christy came over while the boys were playing in the pool. As we sat in lawn chairs and laughed about the night before, we saw Magnum pounce on something.
It was a shrew! For those that don't know the difference between mice and shrews, shrews are an uglier, even more evil version of a mouse.
He caught it! Disgusting and nasty, but I have to say I was so proud. Christy and Rob burst out laughing, I screamed... just a little that time. Magnum proceeded to catch it, in his mouth, let it go... then when it tried to run off, he caught it again. Magnum thought it was a toy! This game of dog and mouse went on for at least 10 minutes. We were laughing so hard, even the boys came over to see what this crazy dog was doing. Then, suddenly, the shrew just stopped moving. He probably died of a massive heart attack, because this giant dog wouldn't leave him alone. Then Magnum laid down with his snout next to the shrew, trying to nudge it back to life. Finally, when he realized it wasn't going to "play" with him anymore, he lifted his head and looked at us with his big, droopy, sad eyes.
That is when we all started laughing. The thought of this huge 100 lb labrador feeling so sad because he accidentally killed his new pet, was just hysterical!
Finally, late that afternoon, Rob checked the traps inside the house. There it was, the lone mouse who attacked us so viciously (in my mind) the night before. I was a little sad as Rob walked back to his house with the trap, I almost felt guilty. It really was just a tiny little mouse. But I was so relieved to have my house back!