More mice issues

Last night Jacob yelled down to Zach and I that he saw a mouse in his room. Since Jacob's currently in that 'telling tall tales' phase, we didn't consider that he might be telling the truth for even a second. We humored him for a minute and then let it go.

Well tonight I was messing around with more baby stuff and Zach was hanging something from the ceiling in what will soon be the kids' room, rather than just Jacob's...and he called me over to look at something on the dresser. It was a mouse poop. We considered that it could have fallen out of something that had been sitting on the dresser, but really there was no denying that it wasn't there the day before and that it most likely came directly from a mouse butt. I. Wanted. To. Hurl.

I'm pretty comfortable with the idea that most houses in this area have mice living in the attic at any given time, and fine with the knowledge that we've got them in our attic, but when they come mingling into our lives like that, that is where I draw the line. Even worse than that is what Zach told me next, he said he saw a mouse in the new part of the basement last night, as well as a dead baby mouse down there. Ughhhh. This makes sense because a couple weeks ago we found a little guy wandering around the outside of the house and we captured it for release in the field.


So this is just great, a great time to have a mouse problem. I've just done forty loads of laundry for all the baby stuff, I really don't want to have to wash all that stuff again. I won't unless I find irrefutable evidence, but now I want to sanitize every surface in the house.