tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-489562395997565051.post8301671071010197710..comments2024-02-25T23:43:17.971-05:00Comments on In A New York Minute: God Bless My NeighborPathttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12009295013965711883noreply@blogger.comBlogger6125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-489562395997565051.post-14578008284428825472012-10-24T22:27:14.026-04:002012-10-24T22:27:14.026-04:00I hate to say this girlfriends, but I have to admi...I hate to say this girlfriends, but I have to admit that I laughed as I read these posts... Not so much because I thought what happened was funny... But your story telling of it. My mouse story... There was a mouse in a vase on the bedside table.. I was sure of it... Kept hearing it in the night. Made my significant other at the time set a trap.... Middle of the night .. SNAP!!! Trap falls on the floor.. Flopping around!!! I screamed!! That night... It was good to have the significant other... But it wasn't worth it. Now I just hope I don't get any more mice!!! Melissahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12734048737072326977noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-489562395997565051.post-66766186044554790302012-10-23T23:46:24.221-04:002012-10-23T23:46:24.221-04:00When Mary called me that night, she was screaming ...When Mary called me that night, she was screaming and half-crying and I thought someone had died or there was an axe murderer chasing her or something, but Milo had a mouse and he was playing with it and the mouse would faint or play dead and when Mary would get close to the mouse to sweep it up, it would come back to life and I told her to call Fran. Now I've forgotten how Mary got rid of it, but she somehow got the mouse (dead I think) into a big shopping bag and out the door.Pathttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12009295013965711883noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-489562395997565051.post-57271127137459811182012-10-23T19:43:10.946-04:002012-10-23T19:43:10.946-04:00I have only seen one mouse in my house in 19 years...I have only seen one mouse in my house in 19 years. I have, as Pat says, had periodic infestations of box elder bugs. They don't eat your food, carry disease, live in your house and procreate, eat wood or clothes, or any other destructive behavior, but they SWARM. I had hundreds of them on my upstairs window and hundreds more on the side of the house. The exterminator came and got them today. As a result, when poor Emily, the young woman who has been staying with me, opened the back door, she was showered with dead bugs. Yuck. She said it would have been funny if she had a video of herself screaming like a girl, but it probably wouldn't have made me laugh...Mary Mcnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-489562395997565051.post-24188831583730383902012-10-23T15:08:25.495-04:002012-10-23T15:08:25.495-04:00Well, Mary can weigh in with her box elder bug sto...Well, Mary can weigh in with her box elder bug story so we're all being inundated.<br /><br />Barbara - so sorry the radio thing isn't working any more as I envied you for the simplicity of it.Pathttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12009295013965711883noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-489562395997565051.post-50119783313164464522012-10-23T11:01:53.208-04:002012-10-23T11:01:53.208-04:00It must be critter season, they are coming inside ...It must be critter season, they are coming inside to hole up for the winter. I am now waging war against squirrels - evidence that they are in BOTH the basement AND attic crawlspace ... I hate that scamper scamper scamper sound across the ceiling. The electronic pest-repeller noise-making device worked for a few years but apparently no longer -- perhaps after a few generations it has bred a few deaf squirrels?Barbarahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00354563481503138983noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-489562395997565051.post-8659565414980479482012-10-22T12:30:43.259-04:002012-10-22T12:30:43.259-04:00I feel so bad for you.
I remember my mouse stor...I feel so bad for you. <br /><br />I remember my mouse story many years ago. I was cooking in the kitchen and I saw something by my heating unit. When I got closer, I saw a baby mouse. I screamed and ran out into the hall. Of course there was no one there so I opened my door and called downstairs on the intercom. My porter came up and got it. He said there were no more....bulls--t! I opened the door and of course there was another one. I stayed in the hallway for a few hours until my neighber came home and declared that I had mice. We went out to Arriba and I had 5 margaritas and told everyone in the restaurant that I had mice and could not go home. I forgot to mention that when I screamed upon seeing the mouse, my 2 cats...Piper and Kiki ran under the dining table and stayed there for 2 days. I would not sleep in the apt. that night and the next day I had to go there to get ready for work. I sat in the kitchen on a high stool and sure enough the mother mouse ran by. My super went in after I left for work and went over the whole apt. He said that there was a hole in the heating unit and he filled it. Fortunately for me, I never had another one. <br /><br />Somewhere in your apt. is a hole that needs to be filled in. You really need someone to go over your upstairs with a fine tooth comb. I am sorry to tell you again as you must be tired of hearing this. At least you have a good neighbor who is really great!<br /><br />Good luck, StephanieAnonymousnoreply@blogger.com