Sunday morning, about 2:45, I woke up to go to the bathroom. My worst nightmare was before me as I entered the barthroom. Sitting inside the bathtub was a mouse! We live out in the country and I knew we had a mouse but we couldn't catch it no matter how many traps we put out. I HATE mice! I think they are nasty beasts and they must die! So, I stood there, frozen in time, wondering what I should do. I finally decided (as my body was almost convulsing from shaking so hard) that my urge to pee was not going to go away. So, I sat as close to the edge of the toilet as I could without wetting on the floor, did my business, and flushed. The whole time, I was starting at this nasty rodent! When I flushed the toilet my little mouse enemy started freaking out and trying to jump out of the tub. I quickly realized it could not get out and I was going to have to drowned it! I don't know how my mind was capable of functioning at a time like this! I realized that I was going to have to pull the rug off the side of the tub because that must have been how the mouse was able to get into the tub in the first place. Since it wasn't big enough to jump out of the tub, it must have climbed up the rug to get into the tub in the first place. Ok, so at this point I am still shaking so much that I feel like I am naked in 2 degree weather. But, first task is completed, rug is off the tub. I then decided (this is where my blonde roots begin to show) that I could throw a towel over the mouse and turn the bathtub on to drown it! This plan did not work because I didn't throw the towel hard enough and the little rodent started trying to climb up the towel. Again, I don't know how I managed to complete the next task without peeing my already emptied bladder but, I grabbed the towel and shook the mouse back into the tub. At this point, the mouse is REALLY freaking out! It didn't know where else to go so it tried to crawl down the drain. "I DON'T THINK SO!" I thought! So I turned on the hot water. I don't know why but the hot water at my in-laws could boil an egg! And, it gets hot REALLY quickly. Mousy didn't like this and crawled quickly back out of the drain. Good, it's feet were wet and it couldn't even begin to crawl out of the tub. It ran to the back of the tub and I felt like I was completing some kind of "Veto" competition on Big Brother because I knew I only had ONE chance to position the bathtub plug JUST right so that it would plug the tub and drown the mouse. Luckily, even in my "shaky" state, I managed with my FIRST try to plug the tub. A few seconds later, my troubles were over. Did you know, it only takes about 15 seconds for a mouse to drown? After it was over, I stood there, staring for at least 5 minutes. I then left a note for my father-in-law that I was sorry about the dead mouse in the tub but I was not going to touch it! Thankfully he is brave and he got it out of the tub. Yesterday, I scrubbed the tub clean of it's rodent ish! I am So glad it's over but so paranoid of it happening again. YUCK!
So, how was your weekend?