Trish's Candy Christmas

Not sure if you all know, but about a month ago I had a little mouse problem.  Of course I did what I always do, posted it on facebook.  I got all kinds of recommendations as to what to do, but I still didn't catch the mouse.  Finally I gave up as he was being very elusive, it did seem like he liked Mommy's room though as he visited Greg and Clara there.  He liked the trash can beside my bed, lots of little crumbs.  My cat thought he was amusing and enjoyed "watching" him.  So I bated my traps with peanut butter but I think he enjoyed finding crumbs on his own.  So I kind of forgot about him, quit checking my traps, you know out of sight out of mind.  Then one day I thought well I will see if he has been around.  And there he was stuck to the trap and the bottom of the drawer.  I think he had been there awhile.  Some told me to get the traps that are "friendly"  so I could relocate!  I don't think so...I wanted him dead and all of his family and relatives.  So now I have glue traps, friendly looking hotels that AREN'T!  and of course the original MOUSE trap.  Thank goodness I haven't seen anymore, but somehow I guess Santa is on Facebook because he read me this story at our Christmas Program at church on Sunday!  Enjoy =)

And for those of you that don't know, Santa is realllllly friendly with David Hutsenpiller!






Twas the night before Christmas, and all through the house,


Not a creature was stirring, except Trish’s mouse.



The kids were all snuggled down deep in their beds

While visions of Reese cups danced in their heads.

When all at once from the kitchen there arose such a clatter,

Trish jumped from her bed to see what was the matter.



Stubbing her toe as she ran through the door

Trish was amazed to see a trash can filled with Reese wrappers

Skating across the floor.



Gathering her courage and not feeling so smarty,

She peered down inside to see a big mouse having a party.

Having him trapped, but not sure what to do next,

She called all her friends, and some got a text.



Amused at her plight, they offered goofy advice with much mirth,

But an empty candy wrapper was about all their plans were worth.



With no help to be found from sisters, friends, or nieces,

She was heard to exclaim, “I hate these Reese meeses to pieces.”



And with the captive she flew outside and with all of her might,

She flung mouse, can and all and yelled, “Merry Christmas, you vermin and to all a good night.”

Santa