Halloween Under the Crawl Space!

This is a job that is good for a son-in-law! I am sure you all have heard my stories of "mouse in the house" except mine was MICE in the house. Did you get that? Plural!! As in more than one, or two or three...yes!! Lots of mice! So I finally threw up my hands and called the "Orkin man". He placed traps everywhere. They are the traps that have "stickiness" inside the tent and the mice go in and can't lift their feet! EEWWW what a way to die..and I didn't think about it until later when Scott said, "So these cute little guys are going to squeel for a couple of days and we have to listen to them before they actually die?" Well, gosh darn it, I am sorry but they have NO business being in my house! Stay outside in the field and have a hay-day, just don't come inside! But FYI, it doesn't really take that long for them to die (so I am told) and they really don't squeel so you can hear them (that's even better!). Apparently, they need to keep moving in order to produce heat in their body, and when they are stuck and can't move, they rather quickly go into hypothermia and die. I know, I know, it still doesn't sound so good, but seriously, would you want to see one of those little guys climbing up your drapes? Would you want to see one running across your family room floor? Or, I just heard this yesterday from my DH (dear husband!) that one came and climbed up my (MY!!) rocking chair and sat on the arm rest! Scott was sitting in his chair and was rather startled to look over and see this thing sitting on it's honches looking at him!! Can you believe it? So Scott gives it a little 'whack' and knocks it down to the ground and stuns the poor little creature enough to pick him up and take him outside and make sure he NEVER enters our house again (you get the idea, right?) Now I have to say, that is a bold move for Scott, cause he will not kill a spider, a box elder bug or anything, he "catches" those things and puts them outside!

So anyway, on with the story. The Orkin man had to go into the crawl space and place traps and informed me that a lot of insulation was down on the ground. "Hellooooo, Jamie!" (By the way, he will do most anything that his Mother-in-law" (that's MOI!) asks!!) So he braved the elements and took care of putting the insulation back where it belonged! Good son-in-law!

And as a side note, YES we caught three of those cute little buggers down in the crawl space. However, all the way upstairs to the highest room of our house (we call it the upstairs storage and furnace room) we caught five (5) of those little buggers. Yeah I say!! So this nice man (the Orkin guy!) will be coming out every month for a year to help keep these guys from coming into my house (soon to be Dina's house! and Jamie's house, so really when he was being a nice son-in-law, he was actually being the owner and taking care of his crawl space insulation!) Now is that a nice gift to my daughter and her family, or what?