Saturday, October 13, 2012

Of Mice and Teenage Boys

Unfortunately, I have to store my comics in my basement.  I live in fear of two things: water and mice.

The comic closet is on a side of the basement with no pipes running through the ceiling, so we'd need a significant amount of water in the basement to damage the comics.  However, I do put my favorite and most valuable comics higher up on the shelves, just in case.

We built our house in 1998.  Prior to that, our neighborhood was farmland.  Every fall, several mice find their way into our house.  Luckily, they tend to make their way to our furnace room, where I keep traps set year round.  Unfortunately, they occasionally make their way into the closet where I keep my comics. 

The floor of that closet contains the sump basket.  It's dry as a bone and has never had water in it as long as the house has existed.  However, the mice seem to make their way into it and become trapped.  The only way we know there's one in there is by the unmistakeable smell of dead mice.

It's not easy getting them out either, since I can no longer take the lid of the sump basket off because my shelving unit is on top of it.  I slit the carpet so we can peel it back and gain access via the small slot in the cover of the basket.

I don't really like messing with mice, dead or alive.  Luckily, I have a son who is unphased by these critters.  Today, I paid him $10 to fish the dead mouse out of the sump basket and dispose of it properly.


2 comments:

  1. How does one "dispose of a mouse properly?" Greg throws any we find in the trash can :)

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  2. I guess "properly" means without me having to get involved! actually, sealing it in a zip lock before throwing in the trash outside so it doesn't stink.

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