Mar 18, 2008
Last May, I posted this picture of a mouse in a bush by my former neighbor and would-be girlfriend, Tracy's house. A while back Tracy moved away and moved in with her swell new boyfriend. Since then she has become pregnant and is getting married at the end of the month. I'm beginning to think she is not as committed to our relationship as me.
A few days ago, Son Sneed noticed that we had a visitor in the backyard, living by the fountain. Evidently, when Tracy bugged out, she left the mouse for me.
I personally wouldn't mind a harmless rodent around, but Son Sneed is convinced that he will get hantavirus from the mouse. Hantavirus is spread by deer mice, which this guy is not, but then there's always the plague. Lacey the Wonderdog spends all day trying to catch the mouse and wrecking havoc in the process. So, the mouse had to go. Luckily for Mr. Mouse, we practice nonviolence toward mice and men.
I set out a trap baited with birdseed in hopes of capturing the little guy and after a few days I finally succeeded. Before I got home, Lacey tried her best to break in to the cage and maim the mouse, or worse. Luckily, she wasn't successful. The cage didn't fare as well as the mouse trapped within. Lacey bent and battered it pretty good.
We took our little rodent pal to a vacant lot down the block and set him free. Hopefully he will stay out of trouble.
Things in this blog represented to be fact, may or may not actually be true. The writer is frequently wrong, sometimes just full of it, but always judgmental and cranky