T’was the night before Christmas, when all through the house, not a creature was stirring, not even a mouse. – Clement Clarke Moore
Well, maybe a few mice were. Since my beautiful cat, Violet, passed away, the mice have been showing up here and there.
It makes sense in this 1929 building, a block from Stanley Park. Yes, I know they are “pests,” but they are so cute and all part of living vintage.
And, of course, me being me, I use their imagery in my art:
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Recall Little Brown Mouse Journal Ramblings:
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And there have only been a couple mice for a while and I could keep it under control by blocking holes and hiding food. And the pest control guy gave me A+ marks in how I was dealing with them.
But recently they have been showing up more frequently. That’s not good. No matter how cute they are. So the time came for traps. Best solution is a cat, the Rona guy said, but these traps are the next best thing. Just keep at it. Necessary and quick and swift.
It’s been working. Less mice are stirring.
I’m sorry little mice.
I only hope that we don’t lose sight of one thing – that it was all started by a mouse. – Walt Disney
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What can I learn from the mice?
The mouse is a wise animal, quietly getting on with his business and accomplishing his purpose without too much attention. From the mouse we can learn to pay attention to the little details which may get overlooked in our over-eagerness to see the big picture. We are reminded not to overlook the obvious. Also as a side note though it is good to pay attention to all detail, it is bad to over-analyse everything too. There needs to be a balance here. [source]
What I have learned is not to take this too seriously, yet with a plan. To meet it with love and humor. All of it. And as soon as I can afford it, a new (or two new) cat(s).