A Day Away and an Update from the Mouse House

Yesterday was a fun day to be away from our mouse house!  To almost forget the happenings of the night before was a beautiful thing!

As the boys and I drove away yesterday morning there were 10 traps out in various locations throughout the house and my husband reassured me that he would be home before we returned to check on the traps and remove anything that may be caught.  He's a VERY good man!  :)  I LOVE his "get it done now" personality!

We joined some good friends at a beautiful lake house.  The boys had a blast swimming and hanging out and sunning on the dock and on a floating island.

A Mouse Update:

My husband had been up until about 2 am examining the house for evidence and cleaning up what he did find on Sunday night.  What he found was more than a bit disturbing to me but I am trying to remind myself that he did vacuum up everything he found.

Apparently he found the hole where the furry creature was coming and going from in our front entry hall closet (where we keep a majority of our kids' toys downstairs among other things).  The hole was filled and sealed with foam spray.

The mouse was compelled to feed from our dog's food and was having fun hanging out behind a cabinet  in our pantry...ugg!!

Thankfully he did not feel the need to get into our other food in the pantry since the dog dish was on the floor and very easy to access.

There was also evidence under the refrigerator, stove and upstairs in the laundry room.  The Orkin man who examined our house last night thought that perhaps I had carried the rodent up in a pile of dirty dish towels sitting on the stairs.

I shiver at that thought!

There was evidence on top and under the washer and dryer and on the side.

Isn't the laundry room supposed to be a place where things get cleaned?!  Another thought I can't seem to shake!

So now, my laundry is piling up and I am going to have to face my fears in that room.  Before we returned from our adventure last night, my dear husband did pull EVERYTHING out to vacuum and remove evidence.  For that I am very thankful.

I just need to get past the thought of the little creature being at my feet or worse yet, laying on my warm, clean clothes in the laundry baskets on the floor.

Last night I was assured that if the furry buddy was indeed still living in the house that he would have been caught in the traps...I tried hard to relax in that thought.

Until the boys were down and all was quiet once more...we heard a distinct noise coming from the closet.

The good news is that he was on the other side of the foam spray.  BUT he was working his way through the foam spray one bite at a time.  With that, a board was quickly cut and drilled to cover the foam.

I know that means that he won't come back in but I still feel like I see things out of the corner of my eyes.  Every piece of dirt on the floor looks like something else.

I am praying that this fear will be replaced with a deep peace...