First sighted: 11.23pm on 22 April 2010.
Caught in the act: Biting into the rice bag, and not bothering if it makes too much noise biting its way through.
Me? Freaked out lah! A mouse! A rat! What if it's the big kind that's at my mum's void deck! Ewww gross! And how did it get in here! Yucks yucks yucks!
Both of us stayed on the bed like elephants being scared of a teeny weeny mouse. Then, not like we could do anything about it, about half an hour later and after phoning both our mums, we decided to go back to bed. I didn't sleep as fast as Other Half, though. How to! The little rodent was still there! What if it crawled up the bed! And it was still trying hard to find its way through to the rice.
The next morning, we didn't know where it went, and looks like it pooped at the scene of the crime. We threw away the bag of rice, even though I think it didn't get pass through the plastic bag. The rice bag has two layers, one is the gunny sack, and inside, a thick plastic. Poor mouse couldn't bite through the plastic I think.
So life went back to normal, we didn't see the mouse, don't know where it disappeared to.
Then!! In the afternoon, I was on the bed and it ran from the cupboard to the toilet! But the toilet door was closed, it couldn't get it. That is when the mouse hunt began. I was in the mood to whack something too. Cordoned off the area, used luggage bags and shoes and books and files, then try to get the bugger out of the hiding place and out the door. That was the plan. But plan failed. TWICE. Even with improvements! It's too fast and small! In the end we just let it be. Haha. It ran to another cupboard, the one beside the rubbish bin. Tried to sneak out but we scared it everytime we saw its nose protruding out, and it'll scramble back in.
Have not seen it today. And I've decided to call it Pikachu. Haha!
The landlord said he'll come today to put mouse traps and all, but as of 3.15pm now, STILL no sign of landlord. Basket.
As long as Pikachu doesn't bring any friends and relatives along.
Caught in the act: Biting into the rice bag, and not bothering if it makes too much noise biting its way through.
Me? Freaked out lah! A mouse! A rat! What if it's the big kind that's at my mum's void deck! Ewww gross! And how did it get in here! Yucks yucks yucks!
Both of us stayed on the bed like elephants being scared of a teeny weeny mouse. Then, not like we could do anything about it, about half an hour later and after phoning both our mums, we decided to go back to bed. I didn't sleep as fast as Other Half, though. How to! The little rodent was still there! What if it crawled up the bed! And it was still trying hard to find its way through to the rice.
The next morning, we didn't know where it went, and looks like it pooped at the scene of the crime. We threw away the bag of rice, even though I think it didn't get pass through the plastic bag. The rice bag has two layers, one is the gunny sack, and inside, a thick plastic. Poor mouse couldn't bite through the plastic I think.
So life went back to normal, we didn't see the mouse, don't know where it disappeared to.
Then!! In the afternoon, I was on the bed and it ran from the cupboard to the toilet! But the toilet door was closed, it couldn't get it. That is when the mouse hunt began. I was in the mood to whack something too. Cordoned off the area, used luggage bags and shoes and books and files, then try to get the bugger out of the hiding place and out the door. That was the plan. But plan failed. TWICE. Even with improvements! It's too fast and small! In the end we just let it be. Haha. It ran to another cupboard, the one beside the rubbish bin. Tried to sneak out but we scared it everytime we saw its nose protruding out, and it'll scramble back in.
Have not seen it today. And I've decided to call it Pikachu. Haha!
The landlord said he'll come today to put mouse traps and all, but as of 3.15pm now, STILL no sign of landlord. Basket.
As long as Pikachu doesn't bring any friends and relatives along.
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