I should have known that something was up, when Navy asked for a pretty big cardboard box. But she disappeared, and “out of sight, out of mind”. According to Micah after he got home from work, Navy was across the street with Grey and a few others. They were under a bush, trying to catch a mouse they had seen run under it. He told them “good luck”, and walked on. He said they were there an hour later, still trying. After that, he doesn’t know what happened.
Well, I do!
After that, they actually caught the little rodent and named her Hazel.
They put her in the box I had provided, and set it up really nice for the disgusting creature.
I was in the middle of something, but Navy was dying for me to see Hazel in her house, that she asked me about ten times. When I was finally able to stop what I was doing, and head to the front yard, Nay told me that they had put Hazel in the back yard.
YUCK!
I came upon a pretty darling “habitat”.
Navy had made it really cute.
She even showed me where they had taken my new block of sharp cheddar, and grated some for Hazel. Inside, there was also a little water, and one of our kitchen towels to make Hazel comfy. Did I mention that there was a bunch of mouse poop too! I looked in from a distance, and asked where Hazel was. Apparently, Hazel “likes to hide under the rag to keep warm”. I told Navy to lift the rag, so I could see her. And what do you know! That stinking mouse, who was in the box that she could “NEVER get out” of, had vanished into thin air.
SAY WHAT!
Poor Navy — all of that work for nothing.
Poor Hazel — man handled, probably until near death.
Poor me — a mouse loose in the back yard, and a block of cheddar down the drain.
This is all so lose-lose, I want to cry!
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