Siggy's been gone for five months. I miss her a lot, the poor little dear. Sometimes I forget that her water dish isn't next to the cabinet anymore, and if the floor creaks I look up expecting it to be her. A few days ago I found a tuft of her fur in the bag of winter scarves I got out of the closet.
And today there was a mouse in our apartment.
There are mice in the walls of every building in New York City. But we never had mice in our apartment even when they went into our neighbors' apartments, because Siggy was a yowler. A couple of times a day she'd receive some signals from the mothership that made her yowl and yowl and yowl. The mice were too scared by her big voice to come out and see that she was a pipsqueak of a cat with no jaw strength.
I was alone at home(!) today when the mouse came out. I freaked, and called LOD to tell him about it. Then I cranked up VH1 Classic so the mouse wouldn't come out while I was there ("Oh Sheila," people, followed by "Pour Some Sugar On Me"). After supper, while El Chico and I were playing Great States Junior, the mouse came out again. (I should disclose that the mouse most likely came out of the hole where the wall meets the floor that El Chico created when he pried up the molding from along our baseboard last week. He did that because I'm obsessed with home renovation shows and force him to watch them with me. At first it was just This Old House and Hometime. But now it's TOH and Hometime, Ask This Old House, Flip That House, Property Ladder, and sometimes even Going Going Gone. He's seen enough demo projects that he knew exactly how to pry off the molding. I blame myself.)
Luckily, this time my big, strong husband was there to catch the mouse and humor me by taking him out of the building and letting him go about 5 blocks away.
El Chico's comment about seeing the mouse was, "Mom, I'm ready to get another cat. Right now."
Too funny. But mice don't really wig me out--big fat roaches, on the other hand, EWWW, EWWW, EWWW!
I had no idea there was a VH1 Classic. Now I have to peruse all 200 channels, although we only have basic Cablevision (only 2 ESPNs, not 16).
And how cute is El C and his desire to demo? If he learns how to do some basic electrical work, send him over; we've got projects.
Posted by: Kate | November 11, 2006 at 10:23 PM
On TW digital cable down my way it's channel 136. This whole weekend they're doing "Class of" so each half hour is a different year. I caught '84, '88, and '92 this afternoon.
Posted by: Moxie | November 11, 2006 at 10:40 PM
I will never in my life forget my mother spotting a mouse in my childhood home. She literally climbed my brother's bedroom door. Priceless.
Good luck!
Posted by: Bethany | November 11, 2006 at 10:49 PM
Oh, VH1 Classic rules, but I only watch when my hubby's around, because he ALWAYS has a story for every video, and every song, and every band. But only after he gets all the spiders.
Posted by: April | November 12, 2006 at 12:44 AM
I'm with El Chico - get another cat! Our cat is fabulous - we live out in the sticks and whenever there's construction in the neighborhood we get little "presents" left for us.
My 8yo's answer, though, is to get a snake and let it be loose in the house. I'm not sure I'm comfortable with that answer, though.
Posted by: rachel | November 12, 2006 at 01:22 PM