Category Archives: creepy crawlies

A suicidal infestation.

We have mice. Somehow, with one young male cat, an interested female cat, a prior alley cat, one hunting dog and another dog, a family of mice has moved in.

I can only think they are very suicidal mice.

The first evidence of mice was a few weeks ago, when one scurried towards me in the kitchen, much to my squealing dismay. ( I detest mice.) I hoped it was a mouse that had mistakenly gotten in somehow, and would be leaving. It never occurred to me that a mouse would want to make a home here, surrounded by this many predators.

Since then it has been my blessing to come across:

1. a half digested mouse on my bedroom floor. (Thankfully not offered to me in bed by my devoted cats, they have gifted me with dead things in bed before, bless them.)

2. a flattened mouse under my kitchen carpet. (Not sure how it got flattened, not sure I want to know.)

3. a mouse corpse in my living room, courtesy of my faithful hunting dog.

I have spent the past few hours pouring peppermint oil onto medium grade steel wool and stuffing it into any opening I can find. I have also washed my kitchen down with Dr. Bronner’s peppermint soap and sprinkled the carpets with peppermint oil. Everything is very clean, and very crisp smelling. We have a lovely¬† candy cane scent in the house.

Peppermint is supposed to drive them out, it’s supposed to offend their olfactory senses. Hopefully this is true. I really can’t stand to have little mice moving around my house. For some reason they eek me out in a very deeply instinctual way. I can tell myself I am bigger and tougher than them until the cows come home, but I will still shriek like a baby when I find one, even if it’s dead.

Flesh eating bugs

The one where they get eaten alive by mosquitos…

Monkey and I are covered in mosquito bites. We simply can’t seem to avoid the blood-sucking parasites. Every day I douse the two of us in Off, and every day we have little red nibbles all over our legs and ankles. I even get bites on my feet, the bottoms of my feet!!! It is so bad I am considering getting a pet bat. Yes folks!! A bat! I am thinking about buying a bathouse and placing it on the roof. Maybe attracting a few bats to the yummy bug smorgasbord that is my backyard.

New Jersey is teeming with life! Creepy crawlies abound here. I encountered the largest free range spider I have ever seen in my gardening shed. Consequently, I will not be entering the gardening shed, of my own free will, again. It was easily the size of a silver half-dollar, and that was just it’s vile, fuzzy body. Yeehhehhh. I saw it, it saw me, but I was out of there with the door slammed securely shut before it could act on any plan of attack.

We have crickets, fleas, ticks, mosquitos, grasshoppers, spiders, tiny little red bugs, and god only knows what else! I definately need a pet bat. Granted, owning bats as pets is generally a bad idea, and some of the rarer species are illegal pets, but I can certainly build a bat house and try to lure one of them to me. Here little bat, come eat these lovely bugs, check out the spider in the shed, come eat at McMisty’s!!

We have got to do something. I could put up a bug zapper but I am afraid it would be so busy killing bugs that it would keep the neighbors awake, or maybe blow the neighborhood power grid. (Which seems a little dodgy anyway, given we have lost power several times in the 12 days we have been here.)

At least Monkey can enjoy catching bugs. And we do have an abundance of butterflies and fireflies, so I shouldn’t complain too much; BUT THE REST OF THEM ARE ICKY!!!

Off the bug topic, we are settling in. The final chapter of the gross carpet saga will be resolved this week, and we will be able to get our stuff moved in and set Monkey’s room up. Finally. We will be able to hang up and put away our clothes, and get all her toys out, and have a house, wherein we can actually live.

I am going to go spray some more Off! around,

Your Denver Girl, signing off.