I’m sitting here at the computer and hear a rustling sound coming from the crawl space beneath the AC unit. I open up the filter door and notice a few little “mouse raisins.” So, I load up a mouse trap and place it in there. Less than an hour later - SNAP! I give it a few minutes to let the commotion subside. Looking in, I see that the mouse had managed to get free of the trap, but was still alive. Well, I kinda felt sorry for it, so I dug out a hammer to put the little bastard out of its misery. I swear I didn’t give it much more than a love tap and got frigging mouse blood sprayed all over my face. I never imagined that something so damn small could smear so much blood all over the place. Next time I’ll let it suffer.
Okay, I gotta go scrub my face some more…
May 2nd, 2005 - 8:41 pm
Robert, man, that is some visual!
EWWWWW!!!
A hammer?? How ’bout a quick toss into the yard? The neighbor’s cat would’ve appreciated it and you could have avoided the bloodbath!
May 2nd, 2005 - 9:56 pm
A toss into the back yard is fine, but not until the little bastard’s dead
Believe me, those things have some sharp teeth. I used to have some pet rats, including a mommy rat who had a Jeckyl/Hyde complex when it came to me handling the babies. Looking at my arms and hands, you would’ve thought that I had some fetish involving barbed wire.