Ew! A mouse!
Our house smelled funny last night. Not just funny…but BAD. FOUL. We couldn’t figure out what it was…so Matt moved the couch and there was a DEAD MOUSE there. It was grotesque. While I was having a little freak out session in the hallway, Matt was cleaning behind the couch. He moved the subwoofer and there was a ton of mouse poop. So, he pulled the carpet up and underneath the carpet was a DEAD AND DECAYING MOUSE.
I hate mice. Well, when I see photos of them they’re cute and they’re cute in cartoons…but man, the idea of them in our house is just REALLY unsettling. Especially when they’re UNDER OUR COUCH DEAD.
I was sick to my stomach and even as I write this, I can hardly contain my grimaces. Just a year ago, I had an equally disgusting encounter with a dead bird.
Matt cleaned the carpet (while I continued my panic attack in the hallway) and bleached under the rug.
Now Matt thinks our cat, Levon, is a bad cat because he didn’t catch the mice.
We think that the mice might be coming up from the basement so we let Levon down there to see if he could catch more. Now I’m worried constantly worried that I might come home and find dead mice in the kitchen that Levon caught and proudly put on display. My old cat Choo-choo used to do that a lot. Our house was on a field where we first lived in New Jersey, so we got field mice. As soon as we got Choo-choo, though, those mice scrammed!!
Anyway, after we finished cleaning and airing out the downstairs, it was about 1 o’clock in the morning. I was exhausted, grossed out, and annoyed. Matt decided to use that to his benefit and play a trick on me, as he so often does. There was a piece of my hair stuck on something in the couch (and mind you, my hair is very coarse and nearly down to my waist, so one piece of my hair is pretty substantial) and Matt pulled it out and said, “EWW! MOUSE TAIL!” I let out a blood curdling scream (hopefully our neighbors were not awoken by them) and ran away, arms flailing about. Matt felt bad and gave me a hug. Overall, it was a very eventful evening. I think we need to buy mouse traps. Add mice to my list of animal phobias…dead mice are the WORST.
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1. I used to love the game Mousetrap, even though the “cage” would sometimes get stuck on the notches and not fall properly.
2. When I was a kid, my dad would set mousetraps in our attic in an attempt to catch the mice. Sometimes it worked (ew, gross) and other times those crafty mice found ways to steal the cheese/peanut butter, run away, and not get stuck in the trap. I always secretly rooted for the mice that got away.
I feel bad for having to get rid of the mice :-( But the idea of more of them dying under our couches and rugs is just too much for me to bear. And they seem to poop a lot too.
Call in a kitty backup. I remember as a kid, we’d trade cats around depending on who needed the mousers and who didn’t.
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While living in the Fenway, my apartment was infested with mice. Despite being a “manly man” I didn’t sleep for about 5 days because they’d crawl on the bed, and chase each other around the kitchen. It was horrible. Just horrible.
We had a mouse die INSIDE our bedroom WALL once. We had to shut the room off from the rest of the house, turn on the heat and dehumidifier full blast for a few months, and pray that it would just dry out and stop smelling eventually. It took half a year and the smell seeped into everything.
*shudder* I hate dead things.
so sorry to hear. we had a similar thing in July.FIrst there was a mouse. we live in teh 3rd floor and have many cats in the apt complex. How it got thee was a mystery.The super came and got rid of it. Then, 3 weeks later, another mouse (same mouse?). Super came and patched up yet another hole. Turns out they missed the actual mouse point of entry - a hole high on the wall in my Roommate’s scarily packed closet. we found it sort of by accident.
One night he came to me at 10pm and said “I think something died in my room…”. It surely smelled of death. I insisted he begin to move some junk around so we could check for the source (the smell was invading other areas of the house at this point). After he moved a 3 foot stack of laundry out of my way,. I found the mousehole by his closet shelf. We patched it as wellas we could.
4 hours and a HUGE cleaning later we couldn’t find a body. Smell eventually went away, but not before I had to apologize to Roommie for referring to him as ‘oneof those old people who will live among towering piles of newspapers and other junk’ (he’s so neat in every other part of the house, I didn’t know his room had gotten so bad…)
A couple of years ago we had a dead vole (mouselike, but nearly blind with no tail- kinda post-ThreeblindMice!) in a huge pile of clothes we put in the house after Mom died. Good god it stunk- and we couldn’t find it because it was so small. Took months for the smell to die down… a year later (yes, it took a while to get through all the clothes and donate them) we found a mummy-vole.
blech…
ew… rotting mouse corpse…
I like mice, but a dead rotting one would turn my stomach. (Actually, when they’re running around they freak me out a little, too)
SICK!! Dead anything smells so nauseating.
Had a mouse at my office. I decided to either (a) be grossed out or (b) accept him, so I grudgingly chose the latter.
We named him Reginald, and from then on the respect flowed both ways. He only visited at night, and I stopped trying to trap him (attempted the cartoon style tilted-box/stick-on-a-string, to no avail. Again, foiled by cartoons!) Eventually we stuffed any visible hole into the space with steel wool and never saw him again.
BTW love the Levon picture. I think that pose is called “playing the cello”.
Rodents is my house is something I am deathly afraid of so I understand your blood curling screams. I hope you can get rid of the mouse problem quick and painless, for everyone’s sake. Attack.
EEWEY. Colleen just found on in her house the other day and since I now live right behind her I’m freaked out so I stole a bunch of rubber gloves from work and am keeping them in my kitchen just in case.
I just found a very alive mouse and probably a hole family livnig in my living room!! EWWWW!!!!! I put poison all the time behind the fridge and at different key area.. however this year is worse than ever… since they ate the poison they started bleeding all over my off-white couch!!! I hate mice!!! you kill one while 18 more are born
Is there any way in which i can get rid of that awful smell? i can’t actually get rid of the mouse because its in between some floorboards and some other stuff. God, I jst hate that smell, and it’s in my room, so I had to evacuate it for a few days, now it’s just soo frustrating, I feel like getting a chainsaw and torturing every mouse I see, so could someone please tell me a way to get rid of THAT SMELL?
I don’t know how you could get rid of the smell without getting rid of the mouse :-( The smell will probably die down on its own, but I imagine it would take a while. That smell is horrendous.
We fought with mice all winter long. We had glue traps and they caught a few. Then we put out those sonic traps and they scampered getting caught on the traps but that only worked a few times. Then we bought poisen which worked. It got rid of them all. I was sitting on our new couch and kept getting this horrible wiff. My husband and I found a hole in the couch and now we have a mouse rotting in our new couch! I love the couch and don’t want to get rid of it. What should we do?
I’m not sure. :-( That is awful. We were unable to get rid of the mice last winter, but we haven’t had any this winter! We’ve been lucky.
*UGH!* The Chlorox wipes work well on de-stinking/disinfecting surfaces that they’ve peed on. Get a UV light and play CSI, looking for mouse piss.
The glue traps work well, but should be kept away from dusty areas. The PLASTIC snap-traps are also good; bait them with PB, corn nuts, or sausage (tied with floss, to the trip). For OUTDOOR use, try the coumaric anticoagulant poisons (not warfarin–they find it bitter)…