Tuesday, July 5, 2011

How to Catch a Mouse in India

This is a semi-continuation of my post a few minutes ago.

Before my MIL came in the room hubby noticed a mouse. Now, I'm not scared of mice but I don't want them in my room. I must admit I do keep some snacks in here now for when I haven't eaten in a while and there is nothing downstairs. Like today for example which is meat free Tuesday because it's Lord Hanuman's day. I was going to have a tomato sandwich but there were no tomatoes, cucumbers or anything else in the house that I could eat which didn't contain eggs or meat. That's not a big deal, I enjoyed my newly found rice crackers imported from Thailand.

Anyway, back to the mouse. This mouse was trying to climb hubby's cell phone cord and come up in the bed with us. Since I mentioned we eat most of our meals in the bed, I immediately changed the sheets thinking there could be crumbs he was after. The floor was clean and we had eaten out for dinner so they could have been my cracker crumbs. Either way, I wanted any chance of whatever this mouse was after out of my room. After taking those out I worked on getting the mouse out.

I called hubby's niece. She loves animals and she nurses them back to health all the time. She sets up the mouse trap and when the mouse gets in it she takes it out. This is how it goes - don't worry, nothing gross or inhumane I promise.

  • Niece hangs a piece of roti or other food in the back of the wooden trap box. Sets the box in an open location.
  • Mouse goes in and eats, tripping the door and trapping him inside.
  • Niece takes the mouse and puts him over on the neighbors terrace.
  • Neighbor catches the mouse, same thing happens only she puts him back on our terrace.

This usually goes on for a few days before the mouse finds a new house lol. I'm guessing it has something to do with ahimsa, or the idea of not harming other life. I think it's kind of funny, it makes for a good game and no one gets hurt, not even the mouse. However, tonight niece was sleeping early and wasn't available to help. So, not knowing where the mouse trap is and no one offering to show me after they knew I had found a mouse I went about it my own way.

I got out the duster, used the cell phone cord to make noise so the mouse would come out from behind the bed and then use the duster to scare him out of the door. I was happy, the mouse wasn't hurt, etc. I also made sure there was no open food anywhere in the room so he wouldn't feel the need to come back. I put out some cookies outside to keep him there lol, and not in any place that the mouse would be disturbing or disrupting the family or the neighbor. He would however have to leave our house to get them and, I would hope, he would find a new home afterwards.

Then MIL came in the room and I asked hubby to tell her about the mouse. I almost wish I hadn't. Apparently she had seen the mouse in our room before and hadn't bothered to tell him or set a trap or get niece to set the trap. Excuse me? Don't they care enough to at least inform us. Anytime a mouse is anywhere in the house I tell someone and so does niece. They always tell niece about the mice because she loves them and always wants to see. There are no secrets in this house so I guess everyone knew but me and hubby.

I asked him how come no one had offered us the trap or told us if they knew it was here. His effing response was "Did you ask for the mouse trap?" *holding back foul language even now* I answered him no because I didn't know about the mouse and they should at least care enough to tell me or him as we always do for them. He didn't see it that way. Fine, next time there is a mouse in the kitchen and her food is sitting there uncovered I will return the favor of letting her figure it out on her own. I don't eat the food, it won't affect me. (Yeah, this is part of why I stopped eating, it wasn't all the spices and digestive issues...I didn't want to invite more knowing that a mouse gets in and food is consistently left out in the open for hours.)

Ugh, I'm really disgusted right now by several things that happened tonight and not just the few I mentioned. It does me no good to talk to hubby about some of this because he doesn't seem to get it. He's always lived this way and this is normal to him. Funny thing is, if I have food (like peanut butter) in the refrigerator for more than a few days he's freaking out about how it's going to go bad but it's okay to leave food on the counter with just a splatter screen on top, or nothing on top at all, for hours. Man is he in for a rude awakening when he gets to America where you see on TV and such all the time how dangerous these things are and the kind of bacteria that grow in the food. I wonder if he will be as grossed out as I am.

I'm so close to not caring if I do something they don't like it's not even funny. I'm really trying to learn how to live here but it's trying my last nerve. I have a strong need to maintain my own culture and upbringing but at the same time I have this pissed off streak that is ready to say eff it and just do what I want. (Don't worry..I'm not one of those liberal white girls...I mean like throwing leftovers out on the bird pirch which they don't want me to do. I don't know why because we feed the birds rotis there every day but they don't want me to throw out leftover bread or other things that they will eat.) Okay, I think this little tantrum is about over...maybe...I may have to stomp around my room for a few now.

On a good note, instead of being twee, Ima tuwn fowa next weekend.... :D
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fowa = four in baby talk

3 comments:

  1. Lol, as I mentioned in the steps above...the mouse is now back. I hear him messing around with something in the room as I'm writing this. Of course it's 2:30 AM and still no one has bothered to tell me where the mouse trap is in case I need it. I looked for it around the house today. No one inquired what I was looking for (which doesn't bug me because everyone here just goes through everything whenever they want - Punjabi families are communal like that). Seriously someone is gonna have to rig that thing up for me because otherwise it will be useless. I have no idea how to set it up. All our mouse traps in America either kill the mouse or trap him in glue causing a slow agonizing death. I could sure use a glue trap right now....hmmm...maybe that's what's gonna be in my care package from mom. >:D

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  2. omg. this brings me back memories of my visit to india in oct 2010. there were mice in my bedroom. i just couldn't hack it!! i couldn't sleep knowing they were there!! u are one brave lady! lol

    sandy_s

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  3. Not so brave Sandy lol. That thing kept me up till almost 4 am and then I think I just crashed. I woke up with it still on my mind and I don't get out of bed until I check the floor lol.

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