I had just returned to bed after visiting the bathroom early, early this morning. Just as I settled back in and got my pillows just right and closed my eyes, I heard it.
But this noise was totally different than the scratching I had been hearing. It sounded like there was a whole herd of mice right under my head.
I screamed.
Loudly.
"DO YOU HEAR THAT?" I screamed to Paul, who was laying right next to me.
"I CAN'T HEAR ANYTHING BUT YOU SCREAMING. BE QUIET!" he replied, not so nicely.
Yep. We heard it again, and I was out of there and in the living room in record time. A few minutes later he came out and informed me that what I heard was the mouse caught in a sticky pad, thrashing about, trying to get loose. UGH Of course, it was on my side of the bed. He went in and finished it off and brought it out to the garbage outside.
By this time, my nerves were shot and I was not about to go back in the bedroom, so I spent the rest of the night on the couch.
I am very thankful. But that dumb mouse scared me so bad! It was awful.
And the worst part??
I'm not convinced he was the only one in the room.
3 comments:
Oh Elizabeth, Praise God! We will keep praying for you! I'm sure the high bp was from the mouse - right!
Did you catch him yet? Praying for that too!
Dar
I feel the need to defend myself here:-)
How nicely could you respond with a half crazy woman screaming in your ear? I had an adreline rush like you wouldn't have believed!
I too agree that this mouse may not be the only one.
I'm digging out my ear plugs tonight!
I don't blame you one bit Elizabeth I would have screamed my head off...I am praying that is the only one you had in the house and for some restful sleep for you now.
Love,
Kelly
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