Just an Itsy Bitsy Mouse

What’s not to love about a tiny mouse? Bright black eyes, pink ears and tail, tiny little paws. Soft and shy.

While they’re adorable when you find them out in the field, and it’s somewhat funny to find an old boot stuffed full of dog food that they’ve stolen from your pet’s dish,

it’s not adorable or funny when they confer with the mice of NIHM on how to colonize your screen house and start chewing holes in your home!

Therefore, we’ve had to resort to capturing them in live traps and taking them to a nearby reserve where we set them free to begin life anew in a vast park with ample supplies of all things mousely.

Alan and I have started making little dates out of our evening adventures, but—despite transporting them to new and improved surroundings—I always feel a little sad in case we’re separating parents and children (or whatnot), and so I make up stories about how this mouse is actually the husband, who is going to build a new nest in preparation for his beloved wife . . .

who will be arriving just in time for dinner tomorrow. In fact, over the past few months, Alan has caught myriad mice and chipmunks between his 6 live traps laden with peanut butter and bird seed . . . an apparently irresistible combination!

I have such a mother’s heart for little creatures that it’s hard to relocate them, but I’m thankful that Alan has a father’s heart to protect our home from intruders, even little ones, because they are actually quite destructive and dirty.

Remembering Song of Solomon 2:15 has helped me reconcile myself to the fact that “we ain’t in heaven yet,” and if we don’t protect ourselves from invasion, the consequences can be severe. “Take us the foxes, the little foxes, that spoil the vines: for our vines have tender grapes.”

We do have lots of tender grapes growing now, and possibly a fox or two in our woods, but even more importantly, I think there is a spiritual message for us in this passage.

Mice aren’t bad, and chipmunks aren’t bad. Neither are mosquitoes, spiders, flies, ants, or stinkbugs. But, if they invade our homes, then they are out of place and need to be captured and removed!

It’s easy to imagine the parallels in our lives and families, isn’t it? Got anything in your life that isn’t “bad” in and of itself, but will erode and damage your home if you don’t remove it? Maybe you can start having some nightly dates with your spouse to “catch” those sneaky little foxes and get rid of them! Don’t be sentimental. Be severe!! Protect yourself and your loved ones!

For though we walk in the flesh, we do not war after the flesh:(For the weapons of our warfare are not carnal, but mighty through God to the pulling down of strong holds;)Casting down imaginations, and every high thing that exalteth itself against the knowledge of God, and bringing into captivity every thought to the obedience of Christ;And having in a readiness to revenge all disobedience, when your obedience is fulfilled.Do ye look on things after the outward appearance?” (2 Corinthians 10:3-7).

Happy Hunting…but do you know What you’re hunting for?

10-point buckI’ve never gone hunting with a gun, but I am definitely on the hunt right now. Are you a hunter? It’s deer hunting season in the U.S., and this morning one of my friends posted this picture of her 87-year-0ld father, who bagged a 10-point buck on the very first day! Diane said what made her the happiest was the fact that even though a number of her dad’s fellow hunters had been tracking this buck for several years, they were all super excited for him and celebrated the victory joyously (even though—of course—they all would have liked to have been the one to shoot him). Deer on our Lane                             This morning on my walk, I saw a few of our deer. Deer watching me in field We have a small herd that roam our woods, and sometimes they remind me for all the world of Bambi’s family, so I can’t imagine shooting them with anything more lethal than a camera. Squirrel on our railingJPG But, like I said, I am on the hunt, because we have something in our attic. At first I thought a burglar was in our house, but then I realized it was critterish. They settle down (in our attic) for sleep just as the sun’s arisin’, but they wake up all discombobulated if I run a vacuum or make much noise. In fact, they’re making their shrill, irritable warning sounds right this minute. Therefore, we’ve contracted with someone who’s promised to live-trap them today and let them go on state land south of town. Coon in Tree He thinks they must be squirrels, but they sure sound like coons to me. One of our sons had squirrels in his attic that caused hundreds of dollars of damage. Whoever they are, they don’t have authorization to be here, and they’ll doubtless do structural damage to our home if they stay, so we’re going to extricate them. Squirrel in a treeJPG What about you? Got anything in your attic that’s causing a disturbance and needs to be kicked out? Happy hunting! Know that when you succeed, true friends will celebrate with you!

“Catch the foxes for us, the little foxes that spoil the vineyards,
for our vineyards are in blossom” (Song of Solomon 2:15).