oh dear god
Jul. 13th, 2010 10:03 amwell...the mouse didn't leave the house when the tempts hit triple digits and no one was here leaving new food/water. But first some references for the trauma of last night.
1. My sugar was high. High sugar means you pee. A LOT. Niagra Falls. Every Hour. (Just to let you know your body is in total distress)
2. at 11:30ish my stomach started hurting. horrible burning and nausea. Stomach meds didn't help and it was really rather too late in the day to have been dinner not moving through.
3. Was going to the bathroom to brush teeth, take care of #1's issue and contemplating the old 'throw up and maybe you'll feel better scenario.
The stage is set and so was the porcelain throne when a HUGE mouse nearly as long as my foot ran right over it. There was some screaming because it's now quarter to 2 in the morning and I was startled.
So was the mouse. I go into my room and wedge some stuff up under the enormous crack under my bedroom door. The wall where the toilet is has my headboard on the other side. It's only two steps from bathroom to bedroom.
I try to go to sleep wondering a) where was the mouse when Kanda was in the house (probably in the living room holding paws singing songs when I wasn't around and b) is the mouse going to get into the bedroom.
I'm not afraid of mice. I'm afraid of the disease they carry and I KNOW this one has toxoplasmosis. It has too. It keeps pooping near Kanda's litter box. T. Gondii is a parasite that most of us have been exposed to. It's harmless to humans (unless you're pregnant at time of exposure). The parasite needs both mouse and cat to complete its life cycle so it kills the mouse's natural fear of the smell of cat urine. In fact it drives the mouse TO the urine since the parasite needs the mouse to be eaten to complete its life cycle, slick huh? Not being pregnant I'm not worried about Toxo. I AM worried more about the hanta virus and other nasties mice carry.
I try to sleep but no. Apparently between the sheer pain in my stomach and the adrenaline dump there shall be no sleeping. I'm also shaking. At 3:30 I give up and go pee hoping at least if the bladder isn't killing me I can sleep. I notice the hole in the wall the one I've been asking the landlord to fix since day one (he never finished the baseboards and around the tub is rotting and the whole floor is peeling up). There's only two places that hole can go, outside or right under my bed.
I decide to duct tape it up but it's nearly 4 in the morning and all I can find is packing tape. I seal up the entire two walls. By now I'm shaking harder. I check my sugar. I get a message E 11. I have NO idea what that is. It's never come up in the life of my monitor. I look it up. It's an abnormal reading...okay that tells me nothing. I take my sugar again. It's still high so that's not really why I'm shaking.
walk back past the bathroom. The mouse is STILL there. Okay this is not really normal mouse behavior. I drag out mouse traps and put them around my bedroom. I put the poison he's ignored for two days in the bathroom (kanda is outside at this point and I contemplated bringing him in but I wasn't sure if I wanted wild kingdom in my bathroom at this point)
I go back to bed. I hear the mouse ripping at that tape. I finally fall asleep after 6:30 Am and wake back up at 8. I'm going to work on less than 2 hours sleep. Today is my 6 hour lab where I'm on my feet and talking non-stop for all of it.
Shoot me
1. My sugar was high. High sugar means you pee. A LOT. Niagra Falls. Every Hour. (Just to let you know your body is in total distress)
2. at 11:30ish my stomach started hurting. horrible burning and nausea. Stomach meds didn't help and it was really rather too late in the day to have been dinner not moving through.
3. Was going to the bathroom to brush teeth, take care of #1's issue and contemplating the old 'throw up and maybe you'll feel better scenario.
The stage is set and so was the porcelain throne when a HUGE mouse nearly as long as my foot ran right over it. There was some screaming because it's now quarter to 2 in the morning and I was startled.
So was the mouse. I go into my room and wedge some stuff up under the enormous crack under my bedroom door. The wall where the toilet is has my headboard on the other side. It's only two steps from bathroom to bedroom.
I try to go to sleep wondering a) where was the mouse when Kanda was in the house (probably in the living room holding paws singing songs when I wasn't around and b) is the mouse going to get into the bedroom.
I'm not afraid of mice. I'm afraid of the disease they carry and I KNOW this one has toxoplasmosis. It has too. It keeps pooping near Kanda's litter box. T. Gondii is a parasite that most of us have been exposed to. It's harmless to humans (unless you're pregnant at time of exposure). The parasite needs both mouse and cat to complete its life cycle so it kills the mouse's natural fear of the smell of cat urine. In fact it drives the mouse TO the urine since the parasite needs the mouse to be eaten to complete its life cycle, slick huh? Not being pregnant I'm not worried about Toxo. I AM worried more about the hanta virus and other nasties mice carry.
I try to sleep but no. Apparently between the sheer pain in my stomach and the adrenaline dump there shall be no sleeping. I'm also shaking. At 3:30 I give up and go pee hoping at least if the bladder isn't killing me I can sleep. I notice the hole in the wall the one I've been asking the landlord to fix since day one (he never finished the baseboards and around the tub is rotting and the whole floor is peeling up). There's only two places that hole can go, outside or right under my bed.
I decide to duct tape it up but it's nearly 4 in the morning and all I can find is packing tape. I seal up the entire two walls. By now I'm shaking harder. I check my sugar. I get a message E 11. I have NO idea what that is. It's never come up in the life of my monitor. I look it up. It's an abnormal reading...okay that tells me nothing. I take my sugar again. It's still high so that's not really why I'm shaking.
walk back past the bathroom. The mouse is STILL there. Okay this is not really normal mouse behavior. I drag out mouse traps and put them around my bedroom. I put the poison he's ignored for two days in the bathroom (kanda is outside at this point and I contemplated bringing him in but I wasn't sure if I wanted wild kingdom in my bathroom at this point)
I go back to bed. I hear the mouse ripping at that tape. I finally fall asleep after 6:30 Am and wake back up at 8. I'm going to work on less than 2 hours sleep. Today is my 6 hour lab where I'm on my feet and talking non-stop for all of it.
Shoot me

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Date: 2010-07-13 02:16 pm (UTC)But I don't blame you for curling up in fear of the mouse. I *hate* mice in the house. Hate. Them.
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Date: 2010-07-13 02:32 pm (UTC)so do I. I fear cleaningup their shit. That's when you're going to breathe in the hanta virus
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Date: 2010-07-13 04:19 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2010-07-13 05:39 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2010-07-13 08:11 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2010-07-13 08:36 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2010-07-13 08:43 pm (UTC)http://fuzzywashe.com/yahoo_site_admin/assets/images/Poodle43.18101107.jpg
evolved from what is now referred to as the historically correct continental:
http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3107/2331098841_c6328ce682_m.jpg
Poodles can still be shown in cords, though it is not very common. Clipping the pattern reduced coat care for the hunters, but left hair over essential joints and the chest cavity to protect and keep warm.
Please feel free to ask me more about poodles. :)
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Date: 2010-07-14 01:49 am (UTC)I like Puli's. After hearing the care required, I would never own one
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Date: 2010-07-13 02:41 pm (UTC)Persistent bastard mouse!
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Date: 2010-07-13 02:44 pm (UTC)your icon is exactlly what I contemplated. I have this Japanese hoe thing that's pretty much a samurai sword on a stick. I was so ready to get that out last night
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Date: 2010-07-13 02:55 pm (UTC)Now as to the clean up. Simple antibacterial anti dust mask, surgical gloves. Long sleeves, shoes on feet. You're not touching the stuff, or breathing it in. Long sleeves can then be sprayed down with Lysol, as can the shoes.
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Date: 2010-07-13 05:42 pm (UTC)i'm rather an expert on cleaning up contaiminated waste
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Date: 2010-07-13 05:52 pm (UTC)Okay listen...how big is this hole really? Humongous or 'oh we can fix this ourselves' size? Tell you what...send me a pic of it. I am betting I can tell you how to fix it rather cheaply and BETTER than anything your landlord could ever do.
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Date: 2010-07-13 05:14 pm (UTC)Lots of house cats won't go for mice because they're so well-fed. My cat used to go for them and play with them mercilessly until they died from it, but I've heard of other cats that just turn up their noses.
Anyway, I hope you get him! One way to plug up those holes is to stuff steel wool into them so the mouse can't chew through it.
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Date: 2010-07-13 05:37 pm (UTC)oooo steel wool. Gotta go up to wal mart so i'll get some
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Date: 2010-07-13 05:53 pm (UTC)