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[mockingbirdq]

Eww...Eww...EWWWW!!!!

A few months ago, our wonderful sanitation workers managed to damage our garbage can while using the machine to pick it up and dump it. No, the city would not replace it, so we've just kept using it, knowing that eventually it will be completely destroyed and we will have to buy a new one.

So it has a large crack on the top left side of the lid. This morning, as I was rolling the can down to the curb, a mouse ran out the crack, up my arm and then scuttled into the grass.

LET ME REPEAT THAT: A MOUSE RAN UP MY HAND AND ARM. AUGHHHH!!!

I told Tomu he was lucky that I am used to having to deal with rodent infestations in my classroom silently so as not to panic students (or worse yet, send them on mouse hunts with shoes in their hands.) Otherwise, I would have woken every neighbor within two blocks.

We are SOOO cleaning out our garage this week. Everything with be in plastic storage or dumped!

Must go shower and research mouse control methods. Just EWW!

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racoons and possoms were always in our yard when I was growing up, along with various wildcats. That said, I cannot stand mice and rats.

There is a picture somewhere of Tomu's grandmother who lives in an ancient house in Chicago holding a rat as long as her arm that she had beaten to death with a broom. I'll have to find and post it...