So I was tucked in, snug in my bed, when I heard my phone, which was plugged in on the other side of the room, buzz to tell me that I had received a text. Well, of course I couldn't fall asleep or stay in bed now if for no other reason but curiosity. But it could be an emergency - so - you know.
It turned out to be a message from Fr. Trenta in the next room over.
So there's that. Now I can't sleep because there's a mouse in the house.
But an interesting thing came to light at dinner the next night as we sat around the dinner table and discussed the mouse problem. It exemplified the reason I love having more than one priest at a parish. Priests are not a one size fits all no matter how hard we try.
This will allow people to "hear" the message of the Gospel better. For example, at St. Sebastian over the summer, we had three priests to handle the Mass schedule. We couldn't be more different in our ways of delivering what in many ways is the same message.
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Victor Pest Easy Set Mouse Trap and peanut butter.
And pray to St. Rocco.
Well, where there's one, there's probably more. Just sayin'!
Be careful with the traps/poison where the boys can get to them. Maybe make sure they are in a room with the door shut.
I know mice are creepy and I don't like them either. And I'm no expert. But dogs like peanut butter, too.
Or you could get a cat!
Pray to St. Rocco - and my good St. Francis. I'm sure he can think of a solution.
Sue, OFS
I recall seeing a mouse in the seminary. I was making photocopies late at night and was standing by the copier when this little poofball with feet came out and started sniffing my shoe. A part of my brain said, "That's a mouse! Step on it before it gets away!" The other part of my brain asked, "Do you want to clean up that mess?" Not having to clean that up won out, and I let it get away. When I mentioned it to someone on the staff, they were both angry that I let it get away and glad that I didn't leave a smooshed mouse for someone to clean.
Is this the first time that Father Trenta made it into the Monday Diary? I almost spit my coffee laughing at the likeness!
I also think you could write satire professionally, if you wanted a side job.
Dear Ed,
Fr. Trenta was in this one: http://clevelandpriest.blogspot.com/2017/09/monday-diary-almost-excruciatingly-true_25.html
I love it, may I use the same notice for the moles and chipmunks that keep throwing my new mums out of their pots? Really funny.
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