Mouse in Granny's House!!!

You may have been wondering where I have been (or not).... well we have been there and back and there and back again. I have been working in between and trying to keep the house in order. :) Will update later, but for now I must tell about the....

The Mouse In Granny's House

It was a beautiful fall day in October. All was noisy throughout the house, with cousin's giggles and squeals alike. Little boys and girls playing dress up, watching movies, stealing their chance at the nintendo while the boys were away....

When all of a sudden an uncle heard the "pat, pat." The sound of little paws passing on the tile. All the kids were playing and laughing together, but it was heard amidst all the clamboring.

Suddenly, tiny little squeals and cries came from around the wood stove.

Little noises, quiet as a mouse, trying to get out of a trap of sticky icky stuff.... When Uncle Colt looked around...... he found it!!!!!

Yes peoples. Isabella was that wittle mousey. I had a notion to go and look for her when I saw Doug coming down the hallway holding Isabella in outstretched hands, sticky icky stuff and all.

We tried with alcohol, soap, water, NOTHING WORKED. So Doug being the EVER so handy husband, googled it. When all else fails, GOOGLE works. Every time. Oil people. Veggie table oil. Smeared all over. Works like a charm. Even on the face. OOOOOOOOO so gross, but she is kissable again at last.