Mouse... mice...

... and these aren't Disney mice in cute little outfits ready to sew up a ball gown for Cinderella.

The first mouse today was very small, on the garage floor. Mickey Kitty must have found it sometime during the night and he killed it.  This is about the fourth little baby mouse that I've found in the garage.  Mickey always leaves them on the side of the garage where my husband parks his car... Mickey's special gift to his favorite person in the world.  But I'm the one who usually finds the mice in the garage, and I pick them up with that long clippy-thing and put them into a trash bag.  This process isn't all that bad if I don't have my glasses on... without the glasses, I'm just seeing a blob of gray, which could be anything at all if you don't think about it being a mouse when you go to pick it up.

The second mouse-sighting was in the guest rooms over the barn..... I didn't find a mouse, but I found its droppings.  There must be a barn-mouse up there in those guest rooms, because I've found the droppings before, always in the same place.  Time for a sticky glue-trap up there, I'm sorry to say.  I absolutely hate to do that to a mouse, but it's an effective way of catching them without snapping their necks in one of those traps.  My husband insists that the instant-death is much easier on the mouse, but I just can't do it. (Nor do I want to handle those snap-traps, either pre-mouse or post-mouse.)

The third mouse of the day was out in grass by the back steps... another blob of gray.  I put my glasses on and saw that it was a dead mouse that either Mickey or Gatsby left there for me to find.  Time for the clippy-thing again, which keeps the mouse more than an arm's length away from me, and after taking off my glasses, I was just picking up a gray blob.

These pastures are filled with field mice........ and from what I understand, a mouse mama gives birth to a big litter of babies.  All of which, it seems, find their way to either our garage or the guest rooms over the barn, and a few get into the house.  You would think that with three adult cats on the property, the mice would find some place else to go. (Like DisneyWorld?)

But on the bright side........ today was a beautiful day.  Absolutely gorgeous weather.... my husband spent most of the day cutting the grass.... I spent the day getting ready for our Halloween party tomorrow.  Boo!... to you... and to all the mice out there that will soon end up at the end of my clippy-thing.