Tuesday, February 07, 2006
Walt Disney and Mickey Mouse!
Sitting in my computer room last night I had the feeling that I was being watched. This is not a new feeling.....I've felt this way often in the last few weeks.
The ceiling in this room is a drop tile ceiling and the room is on the lower level of our tri-level home. The lighting is a ceiling fluorescent light with the usual plastic tile to cover the light while letting the light shine through.
I was stretching and glanced at the ceiling and much to my surprise was being watched intently by a small mouse. Now, I don't really care at all for mice or any kind of rodent and being that it surprised me, I gave a scream which promptly brought hubby running to see what the matter was. After he was able to stop laughing when I explained what had happened he decided to look for some mouse traps. Unable to locate any, he said he would buy some at the local hardware store the next day and not to worry because that little mouse was more scared of me than I was of him. WANNA BET? Of couse by this time, the little critter was most likely frightened and had disappeared......or so I thought.
I returned to my paper and computer work and then I hear above me a lot of small scurrying noises. I look up and see it again, but don't feel the need to scream this time. I'm now starting to wonder if this is how Mickey Mouse came into being. I thought that I had read somewhere that Walt Disney was working on drawings and this little mouse was watching him and that is where Walt got the idea for the Mickey Mouse cartoon. In any event, I'm no cartoonist and I still don't like mice! I hurry through my work so I don't have to be in the same room with it any longer than necessary.
Tonight when hubby came home from work he had the mouse traps.....they come 4 to a pack. He put peanut butter on two of them and placed them above the tiles. We had an early dinner since hubby had to leave to help his uncle work on a car. After dinner we both went about our tasks. He left and I finished cleaning up the kitchen and folding the laundry.
Upon his return, he went into the computer room and called to me to come and have a closer look at my mouse friend. Well, he had checked both traps and my little friend had a friend of his own. Both traps were triggered and contained the critters.
If the story is true about how Mickey Mouse came about, he certainly fared better than the mouse in my house who spied on me!