My wife is terrified of rodents. It's odd, because she didn't used to be. She actually had a pet rat as a girl, and our own daughter had a couple of pet mice a few years ago. But now they freak her out real bad.
We had some voles or similar small mammals around our house for a while. They got into our sack of potatoes in the cupboard. Anyway, one time, GrimmX (wife) was walking out of the kitchen and our daughter was looking past her into the kitchen, saw the vole/mouse and started screaming. GrimmX didn't even look. She just started screaming and running toward our daughter who screamed some more. She vaulted over the back of the couch, snatched our daughter and continued running and screaming. I think she broke our daughter's brain. Anyway, the entire mass of screaming female humanity plunged up the stairs with the dog running behind them with her tail between her legs.
I used regular old fashoined mouse traps with peanut butter to snag these suckers (three). I had put the trap down for less than 5 minutes when it got the first one. When I heard it snap, I was all, "gawd dang it, the trap's set itself off", because I had jut put it down. Nope. Dead vole/mouse.
But the FUNNIEST thing happened last week. I'm the assistant manager of the municipal landfill. We have transfer sites, which are basically parking lots ringed with garbage dumpsters throughout the borough so that people don't all have to bring their garbage to the landfill. Anyway, when I take our household garbage to our nearest transfer site, I always check it out to see if our garbage hauling contractors are keeping up and doing a good job. So I was driving around the site with GrimmX looking at the dumpsters when we both noticed a brown furry flash on top of the garbage in one of the dumpsters.
Now, we are in a car with the windows up and the doors shut and the dumpster is like 20' away, but we're coasting towards it. But GrimmX lets out the abdomenal scream like she's in a real live horror movie. Then the brown furry creature leaps out of the garbage onto the edge of the dumpster and stares at us. The second depth of hell scream flows from GrimmX. The windows are vibrating with it.
The cutest little bushy tailed, shiny eyed squirrel perched on the edge of the dumpster, wiggling it's tail and, nibbling a morsel with its buck teeth, and puffing out its chubby cheeks. GrimmX's scream finally faded. It was such an Invader Zim moment. She was wound up for at least another five minutes.
It *could* have been a rat, you see.
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