mouse

there was this one evening i went to steph+athalie+dione's house to have a dinner with them coz suds was going to his friends' birthday party and i didn't want to join in.... and then i was hanging out in the living room while steph was busy in the kitchen and she gave such a huge scream. she said it was a cockroach but it turned out to be a mouse running around on their kitchen bench top!

so i was like the girls' heroine of the day and managed to corner the mouse and trap it in their shoe box. it was exhilarating--my heart was like thumping like mad, firstly coz i managed to catch it! secondly! now i have a pet mouse!!! for FREE! and it is so brilliantly adorable...

lookie how tiny it is!

the cage was bought on the day i went to meet dawn...the days of staking out a common australia pest mouse in my room was horribly difficult and the huge container that i had in my room to prevent the mouse from escaping was taking up just too much space!

see how much love i put into it....but this little mouse just would not reciprocate it. the mouse, yet to be named as gender cannot be determined, quivers with fear near my presence, and seems to tiny to be held. it can jump to like 30 times its height :( the fear isn't in it biting me, but that there is no foreseeable chance of me being able to hold it in my hands.

i also noticed that unlike the dwarf hamsters in singapore, it does not groom itself, which kinda grossed me out. the next day i took the cage out to sun but it still has some kinda musty smell around it...

and then....

guess what happened......

i was feeling so brave and full of love that one day, i took out the mouse which was resting in the toilet roll and went on to "hellooo you little cutieeeeee" and LO AND BEHOLD! in the blink of an eye the mouse went on to jump out of the other end of the toilet roll and scurried around to the back of the mattress beneath my bed!

oh the horrors! plus my room has always been notoriously known for being messy. i am a pack rat and i can't change that part of me no matter how much i wanted to. a tornado-scale ransacking of my room ensued, and i threw out like the bags and food that i have in my room out into the corridor, all while shouting for suds to help me (HE DIDN'T COZ THERE WAS some silly F1 thing). and i had to keep it all down so that no one could suspect that i have a mouse.....

i was soooo depressed then, like it was not meant to be and i had to think about killing it if i caught it.

could not study properly and worried constantly. got addicted to Tiny Towers coz i needed to satisfy that motherly instincts of caring after a little tiny thing........

anyway i found the mouse one day while it was fresh out of sleeping under a bag of mine, so it went back into the cage. it was like a Mouse Hunt (facebook game) moment for me, combined with the joy of the Prodigal Son (bible story)...

and then... the current situation is that the mouse escaped out of the gap of the cage again (the latch/ water bottle bit) and now it's hiding around in my room.

i took out some rice and left it in my room and it disappeared quite instantly, like Lao Shu Ai Da Mi kinda thing. so we'll see what happens next i guess. :(