Since this is the final posting
for the year 2011 on my blog, I thought I would reminisce about this past year,
and then choose the most exciting thing that has happened in our family and
write about that. I got this idea from
all of the TV pundits who have spent this past week talking about all of the
important things in the nation and world that have happened this past year, but
my subject is a particularly irrelevant matter if one lives in a city. Remember the title of this blog is also about
irrelevant matters
I need to state that I live in a
rural area on the California coast along with some rather unpleasant neighbors –
black widow spiders and rattlesnakes.
These spider neighbors are not much of a problem because we were taught
and we teach those who have come after us that one never puts one’s hands or
feet where one cannot see clearly that there are no obnoxious inhabitants there,
and we also recognize the rather peculiar random pattern of their webs.
Although the hands and feet rule
works for rattlesnakes as well, there is an additional help to keep them away
from us, and that is a cat. Now the cat
does not go after the snakes personally, but they do go after the rodents that
the snakes feed on, so, ipso facto, no rodents – no snakes.
Our mouser cat had gotten much
too old, she is now 20 years old, to go out and hunt, so we acquired a kitten who
has turned out to be a prolific hunter, which is what we really wanted, and for
which we are really happy. Sounds
great? Well, Big Mo likes to bring his
catches into our bathroom with its shower that has a slightly sunken
floor. He figured out that the mice can’t
make it out of the shower if he can manage to get them in there. They sometimes get away from him before that.
One day the mouse got away from
him, and my husband was in the bathroom trying to catch the mouse, which ran behind
the toilet. In the ensuing chase, that
appliance that used to be in every bathroom, the toilet plunger, had been left
out of the cupboard, and the plunger sort of fell over. It didn’t go all the way down, but was tilted
with the opening at the bottom touching the floor.
Voila! The mouse ran into that wonderful escape
hole! My husband grabbed the plunger,
flipped it up, took it outside and launched the mouse into a marvelous arc away
from the house. And there was born – the
mouse-o-matic. For further details on
the shape of a mouse-o-matic, ask for them in the comments section.
I am writing this to benefit any
reader who lives in the country and who has a problem with mice in the house,
for whatever reason. When chasing the
mouse, tilt the plunger in front of the mouse, it runs in, flip it up, and outside
send the mouse on the ride of its life away from the house. It works about 80% of the time. We do have a mouse trap for the other 20%,
but the mouse-o-matic is much faster and more humane. If you don’t live in the country and don’t
have a mouse problem, we hope you have enjoyed this story.
With that, we in our house wish
all of you a peace filled and very Happy New Year.