When I was younger we had a mouse in our house. I remember my mom standing on a chair and yelling for my dad. Years later we had mice. Mice is more than 1 and I remember the first time I saw one I jumped up on the table and yelled for my dad. Dad tried to get rid of them by setting traps but it didn't work too well. For every 1 he caught there were dozens more offspring running around.
After dad had passed away and I was living with my mom and we had a bird in the house, in addition to the mice. No, not one we kept in a cage, this was a Starling and it looked huge. Supposedly they get on the top of the chimney to get warm, pass out from the fumes and fall inside, into the house. That thing was in the house for 2 days with me running around with a jacket over my head until we could get it outside. Hey, don't laugh, didn't you see Alfred Hitchcock's The Birds? I did.
After mom passed away I was still in the same house only this time it was mine (I'd inherited it, mice and all). My bedroom was originally on the second floor until I saw a mouse in there one night. I quickly moved down to the main level and slept with a light and the TV on. If the TV was on I couldn't hear them. One morning I wake to the sight of a squirrel in my house. Yes, a grey squirrel. I remember my mom always telling me they were nothing but rats with bushy tails. I also remember a neighbor getting bit by one when I was little. I borrowed a trap, locked it in the kitchen with the squirrel and left the house for a few days.
I've since moved from Chicago to Southeast Alabama where there are different creatures and the usual ones are BIGGER. I've seen roaches (down here they call them Palmetto Bugs or Water Bugs) as big as a small child and fire ant hills the size of a Volkswagon Bug. Yesterday I walked into the living room to see a huge Gecko or lizard. Did I tell you I HATE them. I put them in the same category as snakes and we all know what the snake is capable of. If not read Genesis. Anyway, as jumped on the sofa I was yelling for Don. Being my hero he came and rescued me from the brink of a heart attack and caught that thing and sent him packing. But being the man that he is he did laugh at me and tell me it was only a little Gecko. I DON'T CARE!!! I didn't invite it into my home.
I'm getting rid of that WELCOME mat at the front door.
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