The great mouse war of 2010.

[Jester]

My grandfather told me a story once.

Mouse stories!!!!

Sorry, couldn't resist.

But my mom always told us this story about how when she and Dad were a new married couple, before any of the three of us came along, for a while she was finding food disappearing. She couldn't figure out where it was going, as there were no bugs or mouse holes or anything.

Until one day she looked in the oven.

Apparently the mouse (or mice) had managed to make a hole through the back of the oven. Please don't ask me how they did this....I was years from even being thought of, let alone conceived. But as my mother is not one for tall tales or embellishments (that was Dad!), I have no reason to disbelieve her. (For the geographical record, this would have been in Flushing, New York, I believe.)

[r2cagle]

My parents live in the boondocks of PA, and my mom is guaranteed to cook up some mice at least 2 or 3 times a year. Why they insist on nesting in the oven insulation, we don't know, but several commit suicide just by not staying in the woods.