What’s one of the most disconcerting things you can see just as you’re about to hop into bed?
How about mouse droppings on your chest of drawers?
Hopefully when it (surely there is no they!!??!!) saw that there was no food in the bedroom it went next door where perhaps she eats in bed!
All food in our kitchen is either in the fridge, the microwave (yes, really) or containers so perhaps it was a starving mouse on a foraging expedition. I dare not think that a mouse has decided it needs both a bedroom and a kitchen.
In the early ’70s there was a mice plague in the shire our farm was in. My parents plugged up the house with steel wool but the occasional mouse still got in ( they do nibble steel wool!)… One night a mouse got into my bed and became entangled in my then long hair. Much screaming ensured and removal involved parental intervention and scissors! The episode made me a pretty nervous sleeper until they died out.
After cleaning up the little “gifts” last night I looked around for more evidence but didn’t find any – nor a real mouse (thank God) – but, it freaked me out all night. Every rustle was a mouse, or mice, getting into the bed!
I wish we had a cat!