Each passing day is bringing more Kenyan excitement than the
one before.
Today marks the two week
point of being here in country.
For the
time that we have been here, a small family of mice has resided in the kitchen
of the community house.
I personally was
not so burdened over their presence, apart from the food that they voraciously
stole.
Nonetheless, when the team
arrived the mouse situation was not met with pleasure.
A portion of the team is not afraid of mice, but rather of
girls who are.
The screams became
excessive and the throwing things grew to just as much; therefore, something
had to be done.
I purchased two smaller
traps from a local hardware store that was nice enough to have traps, baited
them up with peanut butter and awaited in anticipation for their demise.
Half of a day passed with not so much as a sighting and then
turned to night.
I was certain the seedy
beasts would be active at night but awoke to find none in the awaiting jaws of
death.
However, around brunch today came
the news, “Two Mice Slain in the Kitchen.”
The moment we had waited for finally arrived and I went in to survey the
damage.
The one thing about mouse traps
found in
Kenya
is that they are 100% metal in construction, with a row of serrated teeth where
the wire trap meets the edge.
Knowing
this, I was expecting carnage of mouse-like proportions.
Upon further review, the mice were not damaged beyond
recognition, however, they were dead.
The one did suffer a gruesome death which I was glad no one was forced
to witness.
A quick maneuver threw them
into the vines behind the house and I was certain our woes were over.
As the story turns out, where there are two
mice in
Africa, two hundred are sure to
follow.
It appears that not all have
been acquired but only time is necessary to bring the others to their doom.
