The pest I’ll never forget: I turned the toaster upside down. A mouse fell out
We tried humane traps, wire wool, hardcore cleaning regimes. Nothing worked. In the end, I wondered if the mice in our house were the real residents, while we were the intruders
TL;DR
- The author shared a three-bedroom house in east London with three close friends in their 20s.
- The house became infested with mice, initially dismissed as just one, but it was revealed to be a social creature's nest.
- Humane traps were initially used due to two housemates being vegetarian, but they were unsuccessful.
- A 'war' mentality developed, leading to the use of inhumane traps and attempts to seal holes with wire wool.
- The author had a startling encounter when a mouse fell out of a toaster while she was making toast.
- The author reflects on missing the chaotic adventures with her friends, despite the pest problem and a neglectful landlord.
- She wonders about the fate of the mouse and its descendants, wishing them well.