A Mouse In The House
The mouse in my house
Invaded my space
Somehow it got in
At first ... not a trace.
A tear in the rug
Passed over my head.
Little did I know,
It was making a bed.
Fall was fading fast.
It was cold outside.
The little critter
Found a place to hide.
Shredded paper, too
Appeared in my desk.
And I knew right then
It was making a nest.
There are at least two.
I'd better act fast.
Soon there would be more
If I'm not on task.
It sniffed out my food
Then ate what it could
I could take no more
And did what I should.
I discovered where
It found its way in.
I sealed all the gaps
With layers of tin.
This determined Mom
Found another way
To get to her den
She was here to stay.
Not to be outdone
I'm a mother, too
Adopted a pet
The cat's name is Boo.
Soft and cuddlely ...
Captured our hearts ...
He's playful and quick.
He dashes and darts.
He sits and watches.
Boo pounces and preys.
No indications
Of a mouse in days.
Months have now passed.
Food can be left out.
Fall is approaching.
No mouse in my house!
