As I’ve mentioned before, I tend to put empty beverage containers back in the fridge before disposal. Last night, I followed my bi-monthly (or so) ritual of bagging all the empty bottles for recycling. Since I’m not fond of venturing down to the trash area at night (that’s when the mice come out) I decided to put the bags back into the fridge over night. So after stuffing the bags back into the fridge I slammed the fridge door.
Either the noise or the shaking of the fridge apparently frightened an unknown roommate of mine. Out from under the fridge comes running a little mouse… (A MOUSE… A FUCKING REAL LIVE MOUSE!!!!). In my surprise and fright, I jumped in the air (and I swear I coulda dunked if I were on a basketball court) and let out a yell so loud you’d think I was having an appendage amputated w/out anesthetic. The mouse hearing my commotion (and probably being just as frightened) turned straight around and ran back under the fridge.
After landing (I was airborne for a good 30 seconds), running out into my room, and calming down; I went back into the kitchen and put an empty box against the front of the fridge. I then emailed the pest control company used by the building to schedule an extermination. I also called my super earlier today to ask him to expedite the appointment as well as to come in and find and plug any holes that might exist behind my fridge.
Now, I’ll say it again… I love living here in New York. But honestly, every time I see a mouse/rat (even on the street) or a cockroach, a little bit of that love dies. It’s one thing to have to deal with it in public places, but quite another to see it in my own apartment. I feel like my person has been violated. It’s like having someone break into your house, and not knowing if they’ve left or not.
Strangely, as disturbing as this all is; the thought of killing the mouse does place a twinge of guilt on my conscience. He’s trying to get by and survive in this crazy world just like me… but alas, we’re enemies by circumstance. I sincerely hope that he’s gone and left through the hole in the wall, and that patching it up will be the only outcome of this ordeal.
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