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Previous Challenge Entry (Level 3 – Advanced)
Topic: Smell (the sense of smell) (07/29/10)

TITLE: I Smell a Ra... eh...Mouse?
By Jeanne E Webster
08/04/10


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"What is this?" I asked myself as I got into my car, noticing a small pile of white paper bits on the back seat. I immediately thought of the roll of paper towels I kept there in case my grandchildren needed a bit of cleanup. "Hmmm..." I paused, "is something going on here?" I grabbed the paper towel roll and threw it into the trunk, quickly dismissing the incident. I figured whatever was happening in the back seat wouldn’t carry over to the trunk.

A few days later I saw, to no surprise but a fast memory recall, a medium-size pile of paper towel bits lying in the back of the trunk. "Well, I guess something is going on! I have a critter in my car." Thoughts scurried as fast as mice toenails skitter across the floor. "What am I going to do?" Living in the country has its advantages, but there are a few disadvantages one needs to address, such as sharing personal possessions with non-domesticated critters. That is unacceptable. No mouse is going to become a squatter in my car and have billions of babies...well, twenty maybe?

I pondered what was the best course of action to take. Should I set a trap? Yuck, that entails baiting a trap, waiting for that fatal SNAP-POP-PING, and body disposal maneuver. No, not that. I could take the coward’s way out and buy some De-con, that way I wouldn’t have to deal with the messy trap thing. It’ll eat the poison, leave the car to go find water and die out there in the great wilderness somewhere. "Hmmm?"

(this story is grossing me out; too much recall) I bought the deadly De-con and set that little yellow box in the trunk and removed the paper towel bits. "Here you are little mousey, mousey. Yum yum time." Goodbye mouse, or so I thought.

The following day I opened the trunk and, "Aha!" There had been dancing in the moonlight! Swiping my hands together with the smile of victory, I considered the job done. A week later I drove into town and my highly sensitive nose-smelling sensors emitted a high-red alert. I think I smelled a mouse...a DEAD mouse! "OH NO!"

My thoughts unraveled into hypo-gear and shock: "I shouldn’t have done that," to "What a stupid mouse." It was supposed to eat and leave, you know, a fast food place. But no, it had to eat and die there. "Good grief. Now what do I do?" I searched that entire car for the dead body, to no avail. Yes, you’re right...I had to tough it out for three months, endless torture, etched forever in my memory. That dirty, rotting dust rides with me today wherever I go and probably has a big grin on its face.

Moral: never ever use De-con in your car. Put on the gloves, get out that dab of peanut butter, rustle up the bravado and bait the darn thing and wait for that SNAP. Believe me, you’ll get over that quicker than the months of nauseating STINK.


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Edy T Johnson 08/05/10
Rats! I just lost my nice comment, somehow. I'll try again:

Eeeeuuuu! How awful to have to live with the smell of death for so long. Thank you for the good advice, too.

I was tempted to write a similar story (dead rat under my bathtub in Saigon), but I'm glad I didn't 'cause your story is much grosser! And, that's a compliment :)
Caitlyn Meissner08/05/10
*laughs* How awful! And funny, too. Thank you for an entertaining story.
Shann Hall-LochmannVanBennekom 08/05/10
You give great advice. I was shaking my head no no when I read about the poison, but I guess you learned the hard way. I'd like to say live and let live, but then I too live in the country and often get visited my those little varmints.
Lollie Hofer 08/10/10
Been there, done that. And you're right...it is at least a million babies. We have about 50 acres of farmland behind our house so we get lots of mice and their babies, especially in the fall. Good job sharing a funny story.