Fieval

Just to make sure that Evangie had a warm welcome in Paris, Fieval (I re-named Mickey to Feival for reasons you'll infer later) came out to play on her first full day. She had just arrived and we had just finished our bottle of Trader Joe's Peach sparkling wine =) So of course we were sufficiently buzzed to catch a mouse.

After leaving glue traps out for more than 3 weeks and catching nothing but my feet and my hat (it accidentally fell from my closet onto a glue trap. I was soo pissed. It took me an hour washing that hat before I got all the glue off). So clearly the traps were very effective.

How to Catch a French Mouse:

• First, finish a bottle of sparkling wine. The bubblies make it hit your system faster. Otherwise, I would suggest two bottles of a still wine. It's liquid courage.
  
• Have a partner in crime. Evangie was instrumental in the catching of the mouse. At first, the mouse was on one side of my bed and then scurried under my bed to the otherside and hit under the night stand. With my plastic cup in hand, at the count of three, Evangie lifted the night stand and there was Fieval. We had a bit of a standoff for a good minute.
• Make sure your plastic cup is big enough and strong enough. After our standoff, Fieval made the first move and bolted for the TV. Like a ninja, I ran off the bed and cupped him. He squeaked a bit but I don't think I hurt him so much as I freaked him out. But then I freaked out and I was holding the cup so hard, I almost crushed the cup so we had to double cup it.
  
• Have an "After-Plan". So this part was a wee bit of a problem for us. After cupping the mouse, that was as far as my planning went. At one point, we contemplated taping the cup to the hardwood floor but that was a horrible idea on my part. In the end, we put a piece of paper underneath the cup and carefully placed Fieval in a ziplock bag =) Needless to say, Fieval's not with his family anymore. I won't say where he is, but we definitely didn't kill him (that's be ridiculously mean and he was so darn cute!). But I'm sure he's doing just fine =) (Paris has more dogs than cats).