Mouse in the washing machine.

Posted on January 18, 2009
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So I checked inside the washing machine yesterday to see what the status on laundry was. Instead I find a baby mouse at the bottom of the barrel. I tried to scoop it out with a cup, but it hid under the ridge of the agitator. So my next thought was, get one of the cats. Well, the cat had other ideas about going into the washing machine.

Next I get Mark, he grabs a pair of pliers and pulls it out by it’s tail. Since we now had a live baby mouse the size of a quarter in our hands, now what? If we just throw it outside, it will eventually find it’s way back into the house. The dogs were jumping up and dancing around us, the cats were nowhere to be found. We threw the mouse in a box that happened to be sitting next to the door so we could go find one of the cats to take care of the problem for us. Unfortunately, we didn’t think about the consequence of our actions. The cat promptly grabbed the mouse, then jumped out of the box and took off to the other end of the house with it!

As we’re chasing down the cat, screaming at it, the dog tackles the cat as it’s running away in the best game of chase the cat in a while, and the stunned mouse pops out of the cat’s mouth and woozily tries to hide under the edge of the kitchen cupboards.

Mark once again picks up the mouse by the tail with the pliers and throws it outside, dogs in tow. Radar gnaws and gums it up pretty good so the mouse is now soaking wet. Cheech bites at it a couple of times and the mouse finally dies. Now the dogs take a small bite, sniff it, bite, sniff, bite sniff. They didn’t quite know what to do with it. So finally Mark picks it up with the pliers again and throws it in the grass over the fence.

It was a pretty funny episode. Boy did we feel dumb. Poor mouse. It was just a cute little thing too.

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