Tuesday, April 15, 2008

Uh, What Do You Mean the Mouse is Gone???

OK.. remember the other day I came home to a new house guest... as in a mouse in the house?

The mouse was a field mouse, caught outside and brought into the house.... go figure...

NOT my idea of the perfect guest... I have had cats brought into the house deliberately to catch such beasts!

So, this morning, before my adventure to Pendleton, I decided to take a peak at Despereaux...

Well, well, well....

There he was, hanging by his front paws with his twitchy nose sticking out of the container, just moments from his big escape.... I am so darn certain of it.

So, I enabled him to the great outdoors...

Free! He's free! Back to the big world of fresh air and wide open spaces and snacks at his whisker tips (and cats, and dogs)...

Unfortunately, my daughter is not on the same page as me on this one... She doesn't believe he was on his way to his big escape. And, she does not agree that she and her brother were neglecting him - as I pointed out (as in, 'you can't just stick him in a box and not feed him! He'll starve to death!)...

So right now I am not the Favorite Best Mom on the planet...

I am the Mean Nasty Mom... This is a fact. I saw my daughter writing in her diary, which is for very big emotional occasions...

Hey, I freed the poor little guy! I think I should be a hero!

Sigh...

Just another day in mommy's hood.

11 comments:

Sandy said...

Oh my you make me laugh! poor kids having such a mean mommy, lol....

Good for you, freeing the creature!!

ScrappyPam said...

My goodness. The trials moms have to go through. ;D

Biddy said...

i wound my way over from bossy...

you're much nicer than me. i would have put a mouse trap in the box with him...

i don't do mice. yet, they love my house. ick

*karendianne. said...

Right on! Despereaux was desperate to get out into the world to Discover.

He had plans.

And Sami is putting that Diary to good use. It is for just such occassions.

Self Discovery Love, *karendianne.

(ps: NO FREAKIN' Mouse Pets at LeeHaven...for the record.)

Jacqueline said...

Have you thought of writing a book?

Anonymous said...

Your cousins had trained mice (rats?). Paul taught LeBeaux to jump at his command. He was so cute. Guy had Mommie's and true to her name, she'd have babies a lot. She would settle on my shoulder for walks about the house. Never thought I could like mice, but it happened. Now, when they wanted lizards and snakes in the house, that's when I became Mean Nasty Mommy. Oh Yeah......Love, Aunt Alice

Dawn said...

You are soo funny. You crack me up. I don't care for mice, so I am really glad that it's outside not in. Don't worry Sami, won't need much counseling to get over this one.!!

Lisa Renéa said...

Oh, yes...you mean mommy! lol, i'm feeling your pain...yes, been there.

noble pig said...

Oh, you are such a good Mom for letting the creature stay even a minute. I would have tossed it at it's first twitch. I am the meaner, meaner, nastier motha'. I stand behind your decision.

~Stacy said...

that makes you a hero in my book mom...
:)

Cynthia said...

You set him FREE!! Way to go!! He would have been been one miserable mouse!! Good call!

They'll get over it, they have no choice! LOL