Tuesday, July 25, 2006

Mighty Mouse Strikes Again


















Again with the cat attacking something. This time, it was in the living room and Fritz got to be in the front row at the Wild Kingdom episode. Grace and Em had just gone to bed but were still awake. While we cowered in the bedroom, Grandpa managed to TRAP the fat trespasser in an upside-down bucket. YEA! He came into the bedroom to report, panting but proud. Moments passed, and we waited, thinking this time the mouse would be gone for good. But no. The mouse got away when Grandpa tried to slide something under the bucket to move it. Dang! But I have to give Grandpa and the cat their props. After all, they did corner it.

Next step is to fill the holes in the bedroom floors with steel wool. The holes were drilled so that certain cables would fit through. The steel wool keeps the mouse from using the holes to get in and out of our rooms. At least when we go to sleep with the door shut we won't have to worry about a mouse climbing the bedspread! Those of you who suggested guns, snakes, pigs, and so on, thanks, but I'm already creeped out enough. I did know a gal who used a bb gun to shoot a mouse. She reported that the bb hit the mouse in the butt, and the mouse slid across the floor and ran away. Stay tuned for round 3.

18 comments:

--YooBee said...

I've heard that Vampires subsist mostly on rodents, this is a measure that reduces the number of complaints by humans allowing the vampore to live amongst us unnoticed......just one more reasan a personal Vampire is a good idea.

Anonymous said...

I personally use the good old fashioned kind of mousetrap. We squish a few heads when the weather turns cold, but the rest of the year is mouse-free.

I'll show you the wood pile/rodent graveyard sometime.

VeeFlower said...

Euuuuuuuuu...a pet cemetary! Scary! Yoob, I saw Brad Pitt as a vampire suck on a rodent in Interview With a Vampire so it must be true. Chill, therein lies the problem. I do not want to squish any heads. I most emphatically do not want to squish any heads. This is a mother mouse. We have found one Smoochie gnawed baby a few months ago and another baby today which Fritz put outside. See, that is the problem. I don't want to kill a mommy. But would like to see your boneyard I guess just for the heck of it.

--YooBee said...

If you do not kill the mommy, she will create over mice hundurd just this summer.

--YooBee said...

Wow....brain fart...I meant to say *She will create over a hunurd mice just this summer

VeeFlower said...

Fritz put out two humane traps that didn't work yet. However, the humane part is that it suffocates them in 6 seconds! And I am thinking, yeah, who took their pulse 6 seconds after they were trapped? Do they lose consciousness after 6 seconds? I am not sure there is anything humane in these traps, but they make the people feel better. I like your idea grandlar, it's worth a try. If it fails, it's vampires, snakes, or head-squishers.

--YooBee said...
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--YooBee said...

If all of the above fail, get good insurance and burn the place down....the snakes, pigs, head squishers and all those malfunctioning humane traps will be gone...the good news is that you will soon get a new house AND!the Vampire will not be phased by the fire.....yet another reason why a personal vampire is such a great value...DURABILITY!, no planned obsolescence here....just pure afterworld know-how.

--YooBee said...

Having a cat to do your dirty work is good, but at times does present its draw backs, last night I woke up to a throbbing bladder and somewhere along the way I felt something stick to my sock....my first reaction was anger at one of the kids dropping a grape on the carpet (thats what it felt like) but once into the lit bathroom I found the hind quarters of a mouse. This particular mouse was small and looked like the remains of one William caught and was keeping for a pet of sorts.

rotten dad said...

OMG she killed Fritzzzz

VeeFlower said...

OMG! Where is your personal vampire when you need him? FREAK OUT! EUUUUUUUUUUUUUU! If that happened to me I would still be gibbering. (Think the kid in The Shining when they find him drooling and spazzing.)

HUBBYMAN said...

BACK WHEN MY FATHER WAS CAMPING (SEMI-LIVING IN THE WOODS), HE'D BEEN SLEEPING PEACEFULLY ENOUGH & WAS AWAKENING & ROLLED OVER PREPERATORY TO GETTING UP, WHEN HIS BARE SHOULDER ENCOUNTERED SOMETHING COLD, SQUISHY, & BONEY. YES, HE'D ROLLED OVER ONTO A HALF-EATEN MOUSE THAT HIS CAT SQUEEKY HAD LEFT HIM IN THE NIGHT.

VeeFlower said...

Sister Val, who is very knowledgeable about "animules" claims cats share their catch with humans because they realize they are being taken care of by humans and want to return the favor. Of course, they get the best bites first, thus Yoob got the hindquarters instead of the nice crunchy outer head with creamy filling inside.

--YooBee said...

I think the cat was made a nice statement by not consuming the entire lower GI tract, so instead of just "hind quarters Ala-Mouse trap" it was "STUFFED Hind quaters Ala-Mouse Trap" (the cats name is mouse trap by the way)

VeeFlower said...

Ah yes, Yoob, you got the sausage. How nice. Not since a single bloody eyeball was found on Val's carpet (Hare A'La Mickey) have I been so grossed out by an animal story. Nice that you were in the lavatory where the vomit-holding receptacle was handy.

--YooBee said...

Yes Grandlar it was, we walked past it several times thinking it was because one of the kids spilled some spagetti. Val just sort of freeked out and kept pointing in the direction of the dining room where I found a large red stain with an eyeball nested in the center staring up at me.

VeeFlower said...

Ya gotta wonder about that dog. He left one juicy little tidbit, just one little grape-like morsel with a little red sauce. What? He got so full, he was like, "Nah, it's only a bit of a thing, but I'm so stuffed, couldn't eat another bite." Or did the feeding frenzy get so wild the eyeball flew away where he didn't notice it? To this day I try hard not to imagine what took place in that house when you guys left the dog at home with the missing rabbit.

--YooBee said...

A big blood stain topped with a solitary eyeball left little to the imagination...the first clue was the somewhat smashed (empty) cage.