Mice in Luna π
A week ago Wednesday I popped into Luna (our little Airstream we camp in and lives at our mainland property) to grab a couple of things for my quick quilting retreat trip. All looked well. This last Thursday when I returned those items to Luna. Things did not look so great. F*cking mice.
The more we dig, the more we find. Not mice, just evidence of their occupation. Pro tip⦠Never leave paper products in your travel trailer, or keep them in a mouse-proof cabinet. There was no food in Luna, just a dry place with nesting materials. And this happened despite our anti-mouse protocols!
That Luna is roughly half the size of Stella is a blessing of sorts. This cleanup is going to take longer both because we arenβt living in Luna, and my recovering foot will only put up with so much of this sort of work. At least we know the extent of things at this point. There is a lot of laundry to do, a lot of things have been tossed, including shoes, and I will need more sanitizing wipes. To say that this event has me down in the dumps is an understatement. I am not afraid of mice, yet their invasion of my space is deeply disturbing, particularly when we thought we were doing everything right π.
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