Andy's Version of the Story: Drew woke us up this morning with the announcement that there was a mouse in the toilet. Sure enough there was. Beth came up with an idea to capture him in a yoghurt container, I managed to do it, and then tossed him way over the fence into the grave yard. Hopefully he will decide he is a country mouse and not a city mouse after that experience.
Verbatim of the Conversation
Andy and I are sound asleep.
Drew: There's a mouse in the toilet.
Andy: What?
Drew: There's a mouse in the toilet.
Andy: What did you say?
Beth: There's a mouse in the toilet. M-O-U-S-E. Drew, is he alive?
Drew: Yes, he's swimming around and I have to go!
Andy gets up to look and then comes back into the bedroom and stands, staring at the window.
Beth: Is it really a mouse?
Andy: Yes.
Beth: What are you doing?
Andy: Trying to figure out how to get him out.
Beth: A stick?
Andy: A stick??
Beth: Yes, so that he can climb out.
Andy: You want him to climb out and then run around the house.
Beth: Well...no.
Andy moves the mosquito net aside and sits down on the corner of the bed.
Beth: Lord Jesus, we have a mouse in the toilet. We have NO idea how to get that mouse out. Any ideas would be much appreciated.
Silence.
Beth: What about dipping him out with a yogurt container?
We did--see first paragraph.
The end.
Probably wasn't so at the time, but reading of your description - absolutely HILARIOUS! Oh, how I wish I had seen Andy's face when he asked if you wanted it to run around the house....
ReplyDeleteI'm just reading this...HILARIOUS!
ReplyDeleteWe laughed hard as soon as we were done.
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