Introducing . . . FIEVEL Moueskewitz!

I cannot begin to tell you what the last 7 hours have been like.

In fact, if I had each of your phone numbers, I would have called you.

That's how exciting it was.

After days--dare I say, weeks--of waiting to meet Fievel Mousekewitz . . .

it happened!

We MET!

Thank goodness for cameras--because he/she wasn't looking too excited about our chance encounter. (I am sure he wasn't penning any autographs. Well, assuming his little mouse fingers could hold a tiny-tiny pen.)

Anyway, what an incredible night!

Here are the details.

11pm:
Jay comes upstairs and declares, "I'm going to catch the mouse tonight, mom. I'm adding quarters as extra weight to the humane trap. I think he's too light for it to set off the door trap, so this will do the trick."

11:03:
Jay heads back to his room.

11:05:
I hear the trap door shut.

I "think" it is just Jay joking around . . . until I yell his name 3 times and realize, "Hay, I"m upstairs by myself.

Eeek!"

11:06:
Well, not by myself, exactly.

11:06:
Too afraid to open the cereal cupboard door and look, I yell for Jay and Jr.

11:07:
Jay RUNS up the stairs hollaring, "I told you I was going to catch him. Are you joking mom?"

11:07:
Once Jay opens the cupboards, he screams with joy! "He's huge!"

(I imagine a fat mouse with pants and a remote, eating p-nut butter and fruit loops.)

11:08:
Jay shows me.

I can't believe how "cute" the mouse is. I mean, really, for a mouse, totally cute.

I'm relieved we've caught him in this kind of trap.

(Despite the germs he is harboring.)

11:09:
Jay gets Jr and shows him.

We decide not to wake the others (well, we try to wake one kiddo and realize it's too late).

Instead we snap these photos, and then literally FREAK OUT. I mean, this is the little guy/gal we've been talking about, thinking about, writing essays about . . . for weeks! It's incredible to see him/her face-to-face. (I mean, here he/she is: In our humane trap! Our Amazon.com 5 STAR Humane Trap. And yes, I'd give it 5 STARS for sure. Seriously.)

Hello, Fievel:

"Hello Blogosphere!"

Yes, I sanitized the counter after we released him into the wild.

"P-nut Butter is my weakness. Curse you, P-nut Butter!"

11:30:
After a TON of talking, smiling, thinking, photo opps . . . we make the decision to release him in an undisclosed location/lot (Which we drive to, so don't worry neighbors. Not close.).

Jay and Jr with Fievel Mousekewitz, January 26, 2011.