A little while ago I saw something move across the room from me. It was VERY fast but I thought what I’d seen was a mouse. Just now while I was sitting at my desk, a mouse was ON TOP of my desk trying to get to my malted milk balls. ON TOP OF MY DESK! Wow, it was quite startling, but I did not scream like a woman, it was almost kinda exciting. That frickin mouse is BOLD! I guess it’s mouse trap time.
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Aw, poor little guy. He was just hungry and I doubt anyone under the sun could resist malted milk balls, Kuwaiti mice included. You could always “adopt” one of the stray cats that no doubt lurk near the base (yeah, it violates GO #1, whatever).
I remember we used to get a bunch of field mice at my parent’s house during the winter. Our favorite humane way of dealing with them was a ruler that had peanutbutter on the end of it poised on the edge of a coffee table over a bucket. Mouse walks on ruler to get peanutbutter and winds up in the bucket! Then we carried him a few miles away and released him.
Our cats were useless in mousing. One of them played with them until they froze up and stopped moving, and another would gently scoop the mice up and carry them around as if they were her kittens.
I have a video of SSG Smallville, my team leader, chasing a large rat around the bombed-out district center we were living in with a chair leg and an axe. I called it “Murdering a defenseless local national.avi” in the hopes of generating extra “war crimes” hits when I finally post it on my site.
Sig
oh man – I would’ve screamed like a girl. I love em and I think they’re cute….buttttttttttt still. scream like a girl.