Thursday, March 1, 2012

The Worst Hospitality EVER

I've written far too often here about mice and the need to catch them. And more than once I've alluded to a mouse story that took place one girls' weekend when I was with my mom and my sisters. Now it's time to tell the story.

Girls Weekend 2002. We rented a cabin in Wisconsin so we could go the Cranberry Festival. I know it sounds hokey, but we had a good time. What's not to like about a festival where you can shop and eat elephant ears?

Anyway, it was late fall, and when we got to our pretty basic cabin in the woods, our hostess informed us that the last occupants had complained about mice.

She casually said they hadn't caught the rodents yet, then brought in a large plastic garbage can and a six-foot 2x4. She tossed a handful of sunflower seeds in the bottom of the garbage can and very casually told us it was the best mouse trap ever. All we had to do was put the garbage can in the middle of the room at night and set the board up so the mice could run up to the garbage can. According to our charming hostess, the mice would smell the seeds, run up the board, fall into the garbage can and not be able to get out.

I think we made a pretty good show of not looking horrified or falling to the ground laughing. But the minute our "hostess" left, we immediately put the can and the 2x4 out on the back porch.

Can you imagine listening all night to a mouse scrabbling around inside that plastic garbage can all night?

We eased our heebie jeebies with a couple bottles of wine.

Seriously the worst hospitality EVER. 


© Trippin' Mama 2012

6 comments:

AJ said...

Oh Gross! Glad you put it outside!

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Sheryl said...

I remember it well. You didn't mention the gutsiest part--Cathy volunteering to sleep on a mattress ON THE FLOOR!! It's not a good trip if you don't have stories to tell afterwards!

Christy AKA Trippin' Mama said...

AND she was pregnant, remember Sheryl? I'll bet Cathy got up 10 times that night to go to the bathroom.

We never actually saw a mouse, so maybe the seven of us packed into that cabin scared it away? :)

Uncle Dave said...

Obviously the 2x4 had another pupose after the mice were in the can. If used properly you would not have to "listen" to any mice running around.

Christy AKA Trippin' Mama said...

Dave, who of that group do you think would have beat the mouse to death with the 2x4? Do you not know your sisters, sisters-in-law, wife and mother? :)