I quickly put something over the crack at the bottom of the pantry so it wouldn't escape and then waited patiently for Kayla to come home. Ok....so I wasn't very patient...I was pacing back and forth on top of the couch as I looked up the number for our realtor. TIME TO MOVE! No way I'm living in the house with a mouse.
FINALLY Kayla got home and after she had her own FREAKOUT MOMENT we came up with a plan. Not sure how good it was, but I've got too much crap to move so the only other option was to get the mouse out. Using the kitchen table, couch cushions and cardboard we built a pathway to the back door which we left open. I got on a chair on one side of the pantry with the broom and Kayla stood on a chair with the Swiffer on the other side. The first try was an epic fail! When the mouse stuck his head out we screamed so loud I'm surprised the neighbors didn't call the police. It seriously sounded like someone was getting murdered.
We regrouped and tried again. This time it actually worked! The mouse ran down our little pathway and out the back door....which I quickly shut behind him!
Kayla and I begin jumping up and down high fiveing each other. What a rush! We were so pumped up we decided to go out and celebrate. When we went outside all of the neighbors were standing at the end of our driveway. We thought for sure they had heard us screaming and called the police. Luckily they hadn't. They were looking for a lost dog and asked us to help. Kayla and I were like no problem...we got this. We got rid of a mouse, we can find a dog. We are awesome. Well....we are awesome, but we didn't find the dog.
update: The dog was found safe and sound and returned to his owner!
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