Glass, bleach, and the mouse

Harley was excited to see me after work today. I let him out of the kennel and his tail launched a candle from a coffee table. Glass shards rained over the living room, and I was unamused.

I re-kenneled the dog and cleaned up the mess. I then let Harley out and he followed me to kitchen, to throw away the shards.

Harley’s tail caused more chaos in the kitchen when he knocked over a bottle of bleach. I shoved the dog out the kitchen and tried to control the chlorox typhoon. I stripped my clothes¹ and cleaned the mess wearing boxers and white flipflops.

I mopped the kitchen and then decided to clean the cabinet under the sink. I first removed the 40lb bag of dog food, not noticing the little hole nibbled in the corner, and then reached for a blue IKEA bag.² I lifted the bag AND A MOUSE FLEW OUT OF IT!

I screamed, then roared. The mouse landed in the corner and somersaulted behind the stove.

I was livid. This mouse was going down and it was on like donkey kong!

What was followed was 30 minutes of me attempting to trap the mouse while not slipping on the bleach-soaked floor… all in boxers and flipflops.  All that was missing was the Tom and Jerry sound effects.

I eventually gave up, but luckily, I bought poison mouse food blocks on tonight’s Wal-Mart trip. Anything remotely edible in my kitchen is now in a glass or plastic container. The poison is out. This mouse is going down. I just hope I don’t have to smell rotting mouse in the morning…

¹ I have too many bleach spots on clothes not to do this.
² The supposedly green bags… the only problem is I NEVER remember to bring the bag and end up buying a new one every trip…