As most of you know, I spent April and May in the US. My cottage in Kenya was unoccupied most of that time, or so I thought. Apparently, a few of the locals seized the opportunity to take advantage of my vacant housing!
Hello mouse.
Thank you Kelsey, for leaving me some of the good imported peanut butter! I'm hoping this attracts any stragglers stowed away in the house.
<------- How do you like THAT mouse trap??
Elliot, Ben and Karleigh came over for dinner, and after dinner we played cards for a few hours. After they left, Mety and I stayed up talking until around midnight when suddenly another mouse went streaking across the floor. I should mention that during the previous mouse excursions, Mety spent most of her time standing on a chair. Now? It was ON. Armed with two cans of Doom (spider/mosquito killing spray) and a broom, we waged war.
The Doom didn't kill our visitor, but it seemed to confuse and blind him enough to keep him moving at a speed we could keep up with. We finally cornered our mouse in the kitchen, but hit a road block as he kept escaping behind the oven. We could fog him out with Doom, but as soon as the broom or trash can got close, he escaped behind there again. I pulled the stove away from the wall just in time to see his tail disappear INSIDE the back of the oven. Seriously?! I tipped the oven halfway over backwards and banged on the front and Mety blasted him with Doom every time he surfaced. When we got him out of there, the odds shifted heavily in our favor and I managed to pin him against the wall with the broom. It got a little violent after that - I'll spare you the details. The picture below is well after Mety and I had bagged our victim.
After that, we tucked our mosquito nets in tighter than EVER before and went to bed at about 2am.
Hello mouse.
My good friend Mety had said she would stay the night with me my first night back at the village. After I put clean sheets on her bed, I caught a flash of movement. "Mety!! There is something ALIVE in this bed!" (Honestly, I had just gotten a glimpse of the tail and I was pretty sure it was another snake!) My relief that it was only a mouse was short lived (snakes are MUCH easier to clean up after, and they don't usually move in as a family.) Oh yeah, they were in my bed too.
I piled all the mouse bedding in baskets outside, because we don't have enough water at the village to do laundry right now. Then Mety and I cleaned and cleaned and cleaned!
Thank you Kelsey, for leaving me some of the good imported peanut butter! I'm hoping this attracts any stragglers stowed away in the house. 
<------- How do you like THAT mouse trap??
Elliot, Ben and Karleigh came over for dinner, and after dinner we played cards for a few hours. After they left, Mety and I stayed up talking until around midnight when suddenly another mouse went streaking across the floor. I should mention that during the previous mouse excursions, Mety spent most of her time standing on a chair. Now? It was ON. Armed with two cans of Doom (spider/mosquito killing spray) and a broom, we waged war.
The Doom didn't kill our visitor, but it seemed to confuse and blind him enough to keep him moving at a speed we could keep up with. We finally cornered our mouse in the kitchen, but hit a road block as he kept escaping behind the oven. We could fog him out with Doom, but as soon as the broom or trash can got close, he escaped behind there again. I pulled the stove away from the wall just in time to see his tail disappear INSIDE the back of the oven. Seriously?! I tipped the oven halfway over backwards and banged on the front and Mety blasted him with Doom every time he surfaced. When we got him out of there, the odds shifted heavily in our favor and I managed to pin him against the wall with the broom. It got a little violent after that - I'll spare you the details. The picture below is well after Mety and I had bagged our victim.
The End.
...or is it??
