So I Was Sitting at My Desk.....

My days at the office are usually pretty uneventful.  And frankly, with all the other chaos in our lives, it's a welcome retreat for me.

Today was going along as per usual, with only a moderate dose of excitement - Dave brought in doughnuts for us - mmmm.... sugary treats! 

I was sitting at Chris' desk doing some work, when I heard a small rustling noise.  I stopped typing to listen more closely.

I heard it again.  I checked the window, thinking that it must be raining outside.  Nope.  No rain in sight.

Then I heard a small squeak.  I lowered my gaze to the garbage can, and this is what I saw:

Yep.  Your eyes are not deceiving you.  That would be.... a mouse.  Perched nicely on the edge of the garbage can, giving me a once over with its beady little black eyes. I swear it was whispering to me:

"Imma gonna git you lady."

And yes, there was definitely blood dripping from its teen-tiny little mouth.  And all 7 ounces of that little beast were coiled and ready to jump on my face and claw my eyes out. (And no, I am not prone to exaggeration AT ALL!!!)

I immediately gave a squeak of my own, followed by: "Uhhhhh guys?!?! I've got a mouse in my office!!!"

Chris and Andy started laughing and strolled down to the office.

"Holy Shit!" Chris said "it really is a mouse!!"  (what?!?! Does he think I'd joke about something like this?!?!)

Now bear in mind, I'm a city girl.  I don't do vermin.

My plan was to knock the rodent into the garbage can and take it outside.

Unfortunately that little sucker was quicker than I, and it scampered down the garbage can and under the desk.

Now the shrieking got louder - from both Chris and myself.

I chased the mouse around with a phone book, trying to shoo it into a corner.

That little bugger managed to squeeze under the door and out into the hall.

Anyhow..... I won't bore you with the gory details, but sufficit to say there was much shrieking and carrying on before I managed to coax the little sucker into the garbage can.  I grabbed the garbage bag out of the can and ran for the door.

I reached the road, opened the bag and dumped its squirmy contents.  The mouse tumbled out, regained its footing and then looked me right in the eye as if to say:

"Alright crazy lady, you've won this round..... for now...."

And then it scampered off.

Tara 1, Vermin 0.   For now........