As I rounded the corner to come back into the living room, I nearly stepped on something very small. I looked down, and it was a little mouse. It was frozen (in terror?). I called and called my dog, while keeping near the mouse so it didn’t run away, but she didn’t come. I slowly backed up, grabbed my dog’s food bowl, and lunged forward, covering the mouse.
I put something heavy on the bowl to keep it in place.
You could create a TurboMouse if you had a shot of adrenaline.
You could create a complex and intricate diarama ([Ralph Wiggum]What’s a diarama?[/Ralph] and put the mouse in to live in its own world where he would be Mouse King.
well if you haven’t done anything to it yet then I’d say that you actually have a choice as to what to do. If you like small fuzzy animals then you could keep him and put him in a box til you get a cage, if not, then just set him free, it’s cruel to kill mice.
Homer, looking for a side gig? I think you are, huh?
Twenty bucks if you catch the little f*cker that’s been bugging me for months now. This highly evolved rodent will walk straight past peanut butter covered mouse traps. Hell, I even tossed the generic stuff and bought an A-brand! But nope. This one ain’t playing.
This evening, whilst watching Top Gear, it emerged from behind the fridge and made its way to the living room. As soon as I moved my ass to take a dash to kill it, it was back under the fridge in under 0.5 seconds. I was at least 6 meters away from it when I moved.
This must be some sort of supermouse. Either that, or yours is REALLY dumb. Just sit there, like that? Why won’t mine do that?
Uhm. I’m not saying the MOUSE was watching Top Gear behind my fridge. It was I who was doing that, in the living room. Which gives me a clear view through the hall, to the kitchen.
Get yourself an extention cord and cut it in half. Seperate it down the middle about a foot and strip the ends off. Take yourself a couple of alligator clips (you or your friends probably have some roach clips laying around the house :)). Solder one to each bare wire. Attach one to its tail and one to its ear. PLUG THAT MOTHER IN*!! ZZZZAAAAPPPPP!!! Fried mouse!
*Please note that Whammo in no way endorses or condones violence toward animals.
Coldfire: The secret bait is not peanut butter, but Stilton cheese. Foolproof. Feed it in the same place for a week or so, until it drops its guard. Then feed it on a trap. It’ll never see it coming.
Well, I put a weight on the bowl and left it for my family. The girls were kind of weirded out, mom thought it was strange, and dad… well… dad is dad. He picked it up and threw it as far as he could. The girls said it looked like SuperMouse ™ as it sailed through the air to parts unknown (also known as the play-yard).
Sounds like Harry Potter, when you get the garden elves (well, whatever they’re called) and you swing 'em over your head then let 'em fly. That sounds like fun!
KK - gnomes, not elves & they bite. The elves are house elves & they work for free (& are having a union formed by Hermione to protect them!), so you wouldn’t want to throw them away!
Homer - you should have given it to ChiefScott - he’s our new resident rodent expert!