Clouds drifting by

The new traps arrived yesterday and were duly baited with swiss roll. When Anne and Emma (my carers) arrived this morning, Anne excitedly announced we'd caught a moue while Emma freaked out. Once I was on my shower chair, Anne brought the trap to me so I could see my temporary tenant. It (he?) was dark furred and had big ears. Emma declared we were both weird for acting like it was a pet.

While Emma showered me, Anne took Mickey 2 for a walk and deposited him elsewhere. She didn't take him miles away but I'm hoping he won't come back.

The evening of the day with the mouse incident, Jade (one of my carers) was convinced the mouse was still here and hiding behind the chest of drawers. After she got down on her knees and shone the light from her mobile phone behind/under the drawers, Daisy got excited and joined in the search.

Jade said that proved the mouse was there. I said, "No, she thinks you know there's a mouse there."

We ended up putting the humane trap under my desk and baiting it with a chocolate chip cookie. The next day, the cookie was still there and completely untouched, so that was the end of the Mousecapades, or so I thought.

Last night, Daisy came running in and was whining in the hall. When the carers came in, she was parked by an alcove I have by the kitchen door* and absolutely refusing to move. I suspect she brought in another mouse.

(*It used to be the coat cupboard but the builders took the door off when they widened my kitchen doorway.)

Today, she was in the kitchen and doing her best to crawl under the fridge. Leanne (carer) saw a mouse as it darted out of the kitchen and back to the alcove, so there's definitely one in here. I asked the carers to plug in some sonic rodent repellers I bought, so I'm hoping they'll do the trick and persuade Mickey 2 to move out.

I'm really rather worried. Not about the mouse itself, but if people put poison down, Daisy could eat a poisoned mouse and end up dying. Obviously, I don't want that to happen. I could try to keep her in, but she's quick at diving out of the door when the carers come in so that might not work at all.

Daisy just came in and promptly got wildly excited in the hall. I hurried to the sitting room door to check and she's ducking from one side of a bookcase to the other as she tries to drag out whatever's hiding behind there.

I suspect it's a spider. A big spider. And it's in my hall!

ETA: It's a mouse and Tracy the carer is freaking out!