Good God, people...

I just need to share with you, my good friends, the fact that I have had the second in what is appearing to be a series now of HORRIBLE, UNWANTED WILDLIFE ENCOUNTERS. Last night, my housemate Gypsy made Fried Plantains with Coconut Pineapple Sauce (not bad, but I can always use a dash of chocolate in this type of dish), and when I got home from the play reading I was in, I made a dish of it for myself and settled down in my room to watch a movie. When I got in there, I thought I saw something scurry under the TV stand. I boldly went over to investigate (I really did, I swear, only because I thought my eyes were deceiving me), and upon seeing nothing, I put my dish down on the floor and turned my back to get the movie. I turn back around and IN THE BOWL is a MOUSE. A MOUSE, PEOPLE! A MOUSE WAS IN MY ROOM! IN MY BEDROOM!!!!

I was completely paralyzed, COMPLETELY. It sat there, gazing at me coolly while munching my, MY plantain! My circuits were kind of overloaded and I was thinking a lot of things at once, but one of the thoughts that I was totally unprepared for was my visceral reaction to how completely CUTE mice are. They really are just so completely adorable! There was just this unexpected sort of absence of disgust. It reminded me of the first time I met a chihuahua. I expected a gross little ratty animal, but I had this overwhelming reaction like people get when they see cute babies (I was disgusted later, with myself, actually). It might have helped that the chihuahua was fat...

but I digress. Anyway. I leapt from the bed to the door and then out of the room to see if we had any mousetraps. Of course, no mousetraps. And there was a lot of laughing and shrugging from the housemates, which for the record, NOT appreciated by someone in my situation. Maybe shrugging, but NO LAUGHING. Not funny. No.

Finally, I decided, and this was not an easy decision to make, I decided to go get Teacake, who is the dominant boy cat in our house. He walks with his front paws a little turned in, like a tough cat in a cartoon. He stalked around the room for a while, adn then started goofing off under the bed and was completely not concentrating on his mission. I think he must have scared the mouse away if the thing hadn't already left, because I haven't seen it since. I also plugged up this little hole in the moulding around the floor of my room where a bunch of metal electrical pipe goes through, just in case that was the point of entry.

I.. I just don't know what to say or think about this, quite frankly. First a chicken, now a mouse. I also saw a hideous raccoon on the Pentacrest the other day, and I mean that thing was UGLY. I think it had mange or something. That's an animal you would actually expect to be cute, but they are totally not cute up close. They look like little, furry, bemasked vultures with cruel glints in their beady eyes. Well, maybe I'm anthropomorphizing a little. But they do have creepy-seeming countenances.

Well, o.k. Pray for me.
Love, K