Two days ago, while I was ironing, there was a weird sound in the kitchen. I searched under the table. There was nothing there. I cautiously opened the drawers. Nope, not there. I stared at the plates long enough to make my eyes water but I didn't see anything. Then I saw the cooking oil plastic bottle juggled and wriggled a bit. OH MY GOD!!! There are two baby mice IN the bottle! How could they enter it? Only them and God know.... ;)
Two Mice in An Oil Bottle
Follow my status in FB, then you'll know that the war with mice has been going on for the last three months. :# I don't know what attract their coming to my kitchen, scratching on my hair when I was sleeping or playing with the spice bottles and jars. I really really don't. :0
Two days ago, while I was ironing, there was a weird sound in the kitchen. I searched under the table. There was nothing there. I cautiously opened the drawers. Nope, not there. I stared at the plates long enough to make my eyes water but I didn't see anything. Then I saw the cooking oil plastic bottle juggled and wriggled a bit. OH MY GOD!!! There are two baby mice IN the bottle! How could they enter it? Only them and God know.... ;)
Two days ago, while I was ironing, there was a weird sound in the kitchen. I searched under the table. There was nothing there. I cautiously opened the drawers. Nope, not there. I stared at the plates long enough to make my eyes water but I didn't see anything. Then I saw the cooking oil plastic bottle juggled and wriggled a bit. OH MY GOD!!! There are two baby mice IN the bottle! How could they enter it? Only them and God know.... ;)
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