A Mouse in the House

I was greatly amused to see in the news that a mouse had fallen from the ceiling in the White House. I quote from The Independent:

“Reporters got a surprise when a mouse fell from the ceiling at the White House.

The rodent fell onto the lap of NBC News White House correspondent Peter Alexander yesterday morning, before eventually seeking refuge amid a tangle of wires behind a shelf.

Some reporters ran for cover, while others sought to corner the mouse and capture it. The rodent snuck under the door into the main hall of the press area before it eventually ran into the briefing room, where reporters lost track of it.

Social media was bombarded with images of the mouse and the subsequent hunt.

Mice, rats, cockroaches and other creepy-crawlies are not new to 1600 Pennsylvania Avenue, proving an enduring problem for commanders in chief and a popular metaphor for their critics.”

https://www.independent.co.uk/news/world/americas/white-house-mouse-falls-from-ceiling-nbc-peter-alexander-a9129021.html

 

This reminded me of a nursery rhyme I had learned as a child,

“Pussy cat, pussy cat, where have you been?

I’ve been to London to see the Queen.

Pussy cat, pussy cat, what did you there?

I frightened a little mouse under her chair.”

The 2019 version could be something lile this:

“Pussy cat, ……

I went to Washington

To see the President

and so on and so forth……….”

Small wonder then that today’s prompt from Daily Addictions is mouse.

 

I must have been 10 or 12 years old at the time, when I wrote a play to alleviate the boredom of the long Summer Vacations. It was about a warrior princess/queen. She was holding court one day. Her courtiers were singing the praises of her feats in the battlefield. All of a sudden, a mouse appeared out of nowhere and scampered on to the throne. The warrior princess ran screaming.

This play of mine never saw daylight. In fact I never even thought about it until I read about the “White House mouse” today.

Personally, I don’t mind little mice. In fact, I think they are rather sweet. But for the fact that they could get into food, I wouldn’t mind them around the house.

Now rats are quite another story. I truly detest them from the bottom of my heart; but they don’t scaare me. I am not as brave as I might sound until now. I am mortally afraid of lizards .

What about you?

Are you afraid of mice, other rodents or creepy crawlies ?

I  would love to know in the comments section below.

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