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Being human has its perks, like having a cozy house to enjoy during the winter, but imagine having to survive as a mouse? Try your luck by playing “Mouse in a House” – a choose-your-own-adventure game that puts you in the shoes of a rodent looking to survive the upcoming harsh winter season – try your best to stay alive and see how long you last!
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My rodent horror story was pretty funny if you were the person it happened to. I was at my grandmothers and we were talking about mice and how afraid I was of them. I told her how I always when I pick the cat food bag up would shake it to make sure there weren't any mice. Naturally as soon as I said it, I went to feed her cat. I picked the bag up and a mouse came flying out the top. I threw the bag, screaming loud enough to wake the dead and ran. LOL
On a sunny, warm, Spring day at my great grandparents farm in South Dakota, I found my first nest of baby mice in a mound of hay.
I was 5 or 6 at the time. I ever so gently scooped up the pinkish, hairless, babies in my small hands. They were so sweet and small. I fell in love with my new babies right then and there in the middle of the hay field.
I would keep them forever and ever! (but knew that I had to ask my Mom first)
I ever so slowly walked to the farmhouse being careful not to drop my fragile, little babies.
I walked into the open door of the kitchen where my mother and great grandmother sat at the table drinking coffee. I ever so cautiously held my palms full of tiny rodents up toward my Mom.
Later I learned my mother did not have the same attraction to mice as my little self did. She gave out a terrifying scream and hit my hands away with a mighty powerful back swing.
The force caused my hands to smack myself right in the kisser.
There I stood with tiny bloody bodies running down my face. I commenced to bawling only like a broken-hearted little girl can do when all of her dear babies have just been squished all over her face.
My great grandmother rushed over and commenced to wipe the remains off my face with her ever present, well used, apron. That apron may have wiped up messier things but I can't imagine when.
My Mom realized what she had done and was trying to condole me while G'ma rushed me over to the dishpan water. This was more than a spit-on-a-hanky kind of mess!
Years later, my grandfolks passed on and that farm became our family's home. I continued to find nests of rodents through my young years but I never, ever, again showed them to my mother. In fact, I never, ever, disturbed another family of mice. To do so could come back at you and smack you right in the face!
This I learned.
my result was - your rodent family lasted the whole winter. I did not think about the dog bowl
tiramisu392 (at) yahoo.com
Many moons ago, back in 1989, I was 7 months pregnant with our youngest daughter. We lived in a little subdivision and behind our home was an empty field that was being developed into another subdivision. This was causing the field mice to come into our homes. We had a great mouser for a cat. She worked overtime. One day I was in our livingroom and outta nowhere a little mouse ran across my foot! I let out a very girly scream and hopped like a gazelle up onto our livingroom table. Screaming and whooping its a rat ohhh its a big rat! Help help! Vermin are gonna eat us all! My hubbie to this day kids me with that line at every chance he gets. I am sure the sight of me 8 months preggo in the middle of a small coffee table screaming like that was a funny sight. I have sworn for all these years the reason our beautiful daughter has little mouse ears that stick out is due to the mouse that ran across my feet. I am convinced that I marked her. We did end up calling Orkin in. I was SO WORRIED that our then 3 year old twins would be bitten while sleeping by field mice. Or that our soon to be born baby would have her fingers chewed off in her bassinet. Things that would never happen worry a young pregnant woman. Our imaginations run a muck while we are with child.
My result was I made a great mouse.
lol
My daughter went to put a dirty glass in the dishwasher and there was a mouse on the counter. She scream and slammed the dishwasher door shut. I guess the mouse ran when she screamed but unfortantely it ran toward the dishwasher and got slammed in the door and died.
I lasted the whole winter with my rodent family on the quiz.
when I was young probably 4 or 5 I noticed a cute little mouse near the house. it looked like he was trying to get in, so me being helpful I thought I'd give him a hand. I picked him up and he bit me. It hurt, I bled, and I ran screaming to my mother. Unfortunately he was long gone by that time, but I had to go to the doctors for my first tetanus shot. Definitely something I won't forget.
Here are my results:
YOU MADE IT Leela!
your rodent family lasted the whole winter.
I made it through the winter
My rodent story:
I'm not the kind of person who is afraid of rodents; in fact, I used to keep pet mice and hamsters. Unfortunately, my love for small critters was at odds with my cat's desire to eat them. This is how my last mouse met his untimely fate. I miss that little guy.
I remember once I stepped on a baby mouse as it was scurrying across the kitchen floor. I was terrified!!
when I took the quiz, it took me more than 1 try to survive with my rodent family for the winter! lots of interesting facts too!
My result is: The mouse survived the winter.
another rodent story, I used to have this indoor/outdoor cat Tippy, he was quite a mouser and very happy to show me what he caught. Well I also had a couple of indoor cats, and he would bring in live mice so that they could all chase it around. I used to have to run and find the mouse before they did, and I'd put it into a container and drive down the road to a field and let it go. It made for many a sleepless night as that was when he'd bring them in and I had to find it before they did.
My favorite mouse story is kinda funny. I worked in a inn in Yellowstone and had a guest come to the desk with a trash can with a mouse in it. They were upset until we realized that there was a pine marten sitting on the bellmans desk eating a donut. Sudddenly we were all laughing.
I grew up in the mountains, so I had mice running across my room fairly often. My mother would pay me a dollar to dump the ones killed in traps out in the woods because she wouldn't touch it.
I played the game and my rodent family survived the winter.
The only rodent problem we've had is in the shed where the mice were getting in the bird seed.
abfantom at yahoo dot com
When I was a kid growing up on a farm, you could hear the mice climbing in the walls. As an adult, I still don't want to hear mice at night.
My result is: The mouse survived the winter.
I played the game. My mousie family and I survived the winter.
I do remember rodent problems in my house when I was growing up. EEK!!!!!!!!!
My results was My family made it through the Winter (as a rodent). I don't like being a rodent.
i got : I made it through the winter
I think having mice in the house is just so disgusting. I hope I never have to experience it.
Took me a while to survive the winter...LOL
Ann B.
ababe28 at hotmail dot com
After playing the game, my rodent family made it through the winter. I have only dealt with one mouse in my house in my past. We had a mouse that was in our laundry room area in our first apartment as newlyweds. My husband took care of the problem and fortunately I have never had an issue since.
I have lived in the country all my live and we always get mice so I've gotten used to dealing with them. My 6 year old doesn't want us killing them, "They are God's Creatures" he tells us, so we have to dispose of them without his knowing it or he cries. I love God's creatures but mice is not one of them.
I took the quiz and My rodent family lasted the whole winter.What a fun game
to play.
According to the quiz, my mouse family made it through the winter.
Nancy
allibrary (at) aol (dot) com
My rodent horror story is that we lived in an apartment complex when we were first married and it had a rat problem. That winter we had a horrible odor in our apartment and while we scoured every inch could not locate it's source. When maintenance came to change the air filter in the ceiling and opened the metal gate, a long dead rate fell to the floor. Ugh, we had been breathing dead rat for a month!
Thanks for the giveaway… my rodent family survived !
I especially liked the question about pet water bowls being a source of water for rodents.
This game is very fun! I survived the winter.
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