Wednesday, June 15, 2005

poor little thing...

I have a night job working with physically and mentally disabled adults. A few nights ago I noticed what appeared to be a mouse dropping in the kitchen area and really thought nothing off it as it could have been a bread crumb. There were no real indications of a rodent infestation and previously the site had been cleaned.

Usually during my night shifts at this site I leave a kitchen sink full of soapy water so that if the clients get up in the middle of the night to eat the sink is ready for dirty dishes.

This morning, after leaving a sink full of water, I found the mouse. The poor mouse had gotten into the sink but was not able to get out. The moment I saw her I could not help but cry out, bawling and overwhelmed with remorse. I had a very hard time trying to maintain my composure for the rest of my shift. I drained the sink and gently removed the poor girl and wrapped her up in a paper towel. I discretely placed her in a bag and brought her out of the site to give her a proper burial.

When activities at the site calmed I starting looking around for signs of a nest or other mice. So far I have not found any.

Addendum:
All I can say is that I feel responsible.
After this experience I went home and spent more time spoiling my mice, especially the old mice.

2 comments:

Trish said...

You are a gentle, loving old soul...and I love you so much for that.

Anonymous said...

it is important to cover any open water when you see any signs of droppings, or a possible nest. wild mice will go in water for some reason. we have to leave our toilet seat down, because our wild mice (who normally stay outdoors, but come inside when it is bitter cold) will try to jump in.

was this in cold weather? maybe this one came in from cold? you couldn't help it. it wasn't your fault. your a nice man.