Chronicles of a Mouse at Midnight

I had an adventure last night! I was in the bathroom getting ready for bed at about 12:30. In the midst of brushing my teeth I felt something move by my foot. I squealed and danced back, catching a glimpse of something black.

I anxiously looked around for a big jumping bug of some sort and contemplated jumping into the tub to escape! When I didn't see anything, I cautiously began brushing my teeth hoping that it had been my imagination. Then I caught a movement. A tiny gray mouse was running along the bottom of the door, trying to find a way out.

I couldn't think of anything to do, so I continued to watch it. It must have come into the bathroom before I did. It kept glancing over at me then trying to squeeze under the door to get out.

It was very cute, and I started to feel sorry for it. It looked so scared as it started climbing the door frame looking for an out anywhere. At the same time I held a strong conviction that a mouse did not belong in my bathroom running over my feet!

The mouse finally reached the top of the door frame and couldn't go any higher. It sat on the inch wide ledge and poked its nose into the corner as far as it would go. I watched it shiver there as I finished everything I needed to do before bed.

I realized that had I been thinking quickly I should have turned the garbage can over it while it was still on the floor. I didn't want to leave it there while I went to find a trap or something because it would probably be gone when I got back. I emptied out the trash can into a bag in order to better house Mr. Mouse, but then I couldn't figure out how to encourage him to take up residence. I wasn't about to touch him!

Finally, I gave up and called my dad, which woke up both my parents since I wasn't about to leave him to flee when my back was turned.

Dad knocked him into the trash can with a hanger and suggested that I throw him out the second story window.

I couldn't do that. I merciful walked him out and released him by the street. He gratefully ran the opposite direction as soon as a dumped him and that was the last of Mr. Mouse! (Hopefully he didn't leave any friends and relations boarding!)

I went to bed with a smile.