Tuesday, August 25, 2009

Ode to a Mouse Hunter

T’was a day deep in August,
And all through the house,
Not a creature was stirring,
Except for a MOUSE!

The children were nestled,
All snug in their seat,
When the cry from the kitchen,
Rang loudly…”RETREAT!”

The kitty, a toy,
For his pleasure had found,
And the Momma’s cry,
From the walls did resound.

Then what from the driveway,
Did her happy ears hear?
But the sound of a mouse hunter,
It calmed most of her fear.

He came into the house,
With a broom and a cup,
And proceed to find and,
Scoop the mousy right up.

The homestead was safe,
From the mousy once more,
Thanks to the Hunter,
Who peace did restore!

Cory has been out of town the last few days and we were unpleasantly surprised by the appearance of a mouse in our house (Thank you Patches for that little present!). So my dear friend Kristina, who's husband happens to work just down the road, sent Rich to come save us from the small creature who had invaded our space. Thank you again Rich for saving us from our irrational fear of the fuzzy!


tami said...

thats cute and funny at the same time but dont worry i would have done the exact same thing lo

Marianne said...

OK, So one day I was in my kitchen minding my own business when the phone rang...it was Gena. she was perched on her kitchen counter because she had just seen a mouse and refused to come down until her brave sons came home from school to catch the beast! I tried to reason with her but there she stayed! You, at least, are a bit braver! (you had children to save!)

balloongal said...

Yay for the everyday heroes!