There's a mouse in my house!!

Eeeeeeeeekkkkkkkk! There is a mouse in my house. A literal corporeal mouse. Last night I was lying on the couch (as I am wont to do frequently these days) and Chris was upstairs in our bedroom. I heard him yell "go get it Monster" and then heard some banging and furniture moving sounds and quite a bit of scuffling. It turns out that a wee little field mouse had found it's way through a hole in the wall next to an outlet box (which was covered from our view by a big shelving unit) into our bedroom and the cats had it cornered.

However, they then got confused because the mouse didn't play dead like the wadded up paper "mice" we throw for them to chase. So Chris had to get in on the action. He chased it all over the room and finally yelled down for me to grab a bucket and join in the fun. It's a long story... but the end result is... we have a mouse in our house. Somewhere. Not sure where. You see, it escaped. It manged to outsmart two people and two cats in a confined space. It ducked into the baseboard heat unit, where we were sure we had it cornered. But no, turns out there's a hole in the wall there too, just big enough for a little mouse to shimmy off to somewhere else.

If you're getting the impression that there are lots of holes in our walls, you're right. The previous owners were, shall we say, less than worried about small holes, electrical outlets meeting code, and other minor home improvement details. Don't get me wrong. My house does not look like Swiss cheese. All of the holes are covered up by heating covers, shelving units or cabinets, but since we have moved in we have found quite a few gaps and holes and little things that we need to plug up, insulate, and/or fix.

All that said, there's still a little mouse somewhere in my house. Or maybe by now he's found another exit. I bought some of those sticky traps and we're going to put them out eventually. Just like we're going to seal up all the holes. Eventually.

We've got priorities you see. And lying on the couch is number one.