Feb 06
Current thought in my head:
“What the hell am I doing?”
I don’t have an answer for that yet. I hope by the time I’m 40 I figure it out.
Archive for February 6th, 2006
Feb 06
In the early fall we had a minor mouse problem in our laundry room. Each morning we’d find a few “leftovers” from their feast the night before around the dog food bags. I tried a few different things to get rid of them. Sticky pads, mouse hotels.. But what really did the trick were the old fashion spring-loaded mouse traps.
Each night I would set out two traps smothered in peanut butter. For about a week I would wake up to 2 newly executed mice. One morning I came down to discover only one of the traps. I looked around figuring the poor guy must have hobbled off to die slowly with trap around his foot. I scoured the laundry room but never found the missing trap. I figured it would turn up at some point, right? I mean, how far can a mouse go with a trap around it’s foot?
Four months later, I was digging around my computer cords this weekend trying to troubleshoot a problem with my internet connection. I was blindly grabbing tangled cords from underneath my computer desk trying to figure out which power cord belonged to which device. As I was reaching I grabbed onto a wooden thing. Odd, I thought, I felt it a bit more. I thought to myslef, “Hey, that’s a mouse trap. I wonder what made me put one under my computer desk?” I grabbed it with my whole hand and started pulling it out. That’s when I realized there was a mouse still attached to it. He was good and dead. Real dead. I admit, I screamed like a little girl.
I feel bad for the critter. I mean, he managed to get this trap thing stuck to his tail. He did make it about 20 feet into the next room. I’m honestly surprised that done of the dogs tipped us off earlier about his whereabouts. Alas, he’s in a better place now, where he can eat all the dog food he wants.
