A Holiday Story (AKA: Pests don't take a break)
‘Twas the week before Christmas and all through the house,
Not a creature was stirring, except for the mouse.
The stockings were hung by the fireplace with care,
And cookie crumbs were scattered everywhere.
The children were snacking in tv rooms and their beds,
So the mouse chowed down and was happily fed.
The customers were afraid to take a nap,
The mouse had set up a nest and was running laps.
When out in the kitchen there arose such a clatter,
The PMP was (finally) called to see what was the matter.
Away to the home they flew like a flash,
Tore open the cupboards, the fridge, and food stash.
The light of the flashlight on the droppings and stains,
Gave illumination to the food packaging remains.
When what to their wondering eyes did appear?
But a miniature hole down which the mouse did disappear.
With a little bit of caulk so useful and quick,
They knew in a moment it might do the trick.
The tech inspected and found more conditions conducive,
The service report would be very inclusive!
Exclusion, seal those holes coming through the walls,
Sanitation, remove the trash and vacuum it all!
I will set some traps to catch this pest,
But you must do your part for this to work best.
Stations were set behind the fridge with care,
With hopes the mouse would soon find them there.
The tech finished this challenging rodent work,
Took a last look around, not wanting to shirk.
Then sprang to the truck, seat belt tight in their middle,
And away they flew to approach the next rodent riddle.
But they were heard to exclaim as they drove out of sight –
“Happy holidays to all, and we will continue our pest fight!”