No...no babies, a mouse....in my classroom. While not as gross as the sheep's cockroaches, still ewwy.
Tuesday in Bakery my kids were finishing up thier project and I knew I had between 1 and 1.5 minutes before they would ask a question so I wanted to check my e-mail. So I sat down to check my e-mail and was trying to make sense of it when I see something move from the corner of my eye. I look to my left and sitting on top (ON TOP) of my khaki messenger bag is a mouse. I naturally jumped up and yelled "oh shit a mouse" to which my kids giggled from my curse then screamed because of the mouse part. M. grabbed a bowl out of the cupboard next to her seat and ran over yelling "I wanna catch it, if I catch it do I get extra credit, can I have it on my Spanish grade" as she ran back and forth behind my desk and the file cabinets looking for it.
Silly girl, of course I would give her extra credit if she caught the mouse!
The custodian gave me 2 sticky traps (can't use snap traps...bodily fluids) and some Decon....hope we get him soon.
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Oh yeah, I'll trade your mice for my cockroaches any day. On a positive note: I went to the clinic for my "new itchy skin disease." I got one shot in my butt and now I'm cured! Good luck with the mice, you crazy squirrel.
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