
So I discover mouse doo-doo last night.
DECON to the rescue. I set up the decon with some cheese and when I get up this morning bamo the cheese is gone and hopefully we won't have anymore issue.
*YUCK*
So I bust out the bleach and through down with some seirous deep cleaning.
I even pull every kitchen drawer out and scrub-a-dubba, that's when I find a momma mouse and her walmart sack full of babies. Good times
SOOOOO I wrangle the babies into another bag and decide that I should move the decon to this area since I thought the chances of momma coming to look for her babies there was pretty high. I strategically place some laughing cow cheese in the middle and slowly easy it into the drawer-less area. I end up dropping the tiny poison box in the area I had hoped to place it. I flip the box over and some is spilled and some isn't but I decide the sprinkled bits won't ever be touched by anyone but the darling mouse that I'm after in the first place.
I realize that the wiggling bag of mouse babies needs to be tended to and I run to my bedroom closet to get my shoes. When I return to the kitchen my baby boy Pete is inside the drawer-less area EATING THE FREAKING DECON. After I scream and get his attention, and he's licking his chops.
I look to see the damage. a small area where he had been licking, not to big, but the terror and understanding that I had walked off and let Pete lap up DECON was slapping my in the face. Called my vet and they said bring him in. Two jugs of peroxide and five minutes later he threw up all the way to his toes.
My poor baby. Pete and his grateful mom are at home now well and recovering.
Thank You Lockwood Vet team.
Be Well
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