Drawers Not Good for Toilet Paper
So we cleaned today after guests left the Weston House. Every now and then we find something gross (usually compliments of the people) such as 3 days worth of dirty dishes, or poopy diapers (people with toddlers are the worst!). But now and then we find something funny - which is usually compliments of the visiting critters. Today - and I’m not sure what possessed me to open the drawer - I found a little mouse’s castle.
One of the challenges of having a log cabin built in the 1830’s, is keeping the critters out of it. Since long before 1979, it was seldom lived in, and even after 1979 (when the Weston’s bought the cabin), there haven’t been that many people in it full time. We are out in the country, surrounded by fields and near the woods, and the critters (sometimes chipmunks and squirrels), usually mice, think the house is a really nice place to live.
The drawer under the sink (which is an antique dresser base), is where I usually keep the hair dryer. The top drawer has been altered to allow the plumbing for the faucet to pass up through the dresser top. It doesn’t have a back - so I guess it is pretty easy for the mice (and we do do pest control when we know there are critters) to get into. Anyway, someone left a roll of toilet paper in there - and the mousey built himself a housey! The pile was about the size of a layer cake - thank goodness there weren’t any babies in it!
This incident was beat only by the time a couple years ago when I found a little racetrack that a mouse had constructed - inside a loaf of bread in the cabinet. Pretty amazing that those little critters can eat that much in a night (I’m guessing it must have been a party for the volume of bread they carried away). It was hilarious, there was a little hole in the plastic bag, and then a huge ring inside the bag, but on the outside edge of the loaf, all the way around - like a racetrack.
Needless to say, while cute and entertaining perhaps to me, these incidents call for “pest control”….thank goodness for D-Con.