Well, number 5 is no longer alive. That’s right, after what seems like a very long time of no seen mice number five was stupid enough to wander over a glue trap and get stuck. It was still alive when I found it. Not positive, since I haven’t really observed the traps as frequently as I should, but I did decide to look at traps today and found that one was caught. At the same time the mouse or mice flipped one of the box traps and moved one of the boxes of Decon Mouse Pellets that were put into one of the closets. At least, the roommate tells me he put the box in a very conspicuous spot in the closet and I can’t find it at the front end. I haven’t gone digging for it.
On Saturday I purchased some snap traps and another box of Decon for under the counters in the kitchen. So, here’s fingers crossed that the mouse problem may be finally taking care of itself. Five dead. Five mice have encroached upon my living quarters and now they are no longer in mortality. Can’t say I am happy about the dead mice, but at the same time, they came into the habitation and they are now dead.
Just call me the mouse-slayer.
#1 by SouthernPeach on November 22, 2005 - 7:03 am
Ummm. I do admit it was a little disturbing that you are naming mice what you chose to name siblings…. At first I thought I was waking up and reading I died…. till I got far enough! ”Mighty Mouse Slayer”
#2 by smokingpen on November 22, 2005 - 8:20 am
Yeah, I’m sure you are trying to be funny. However, the people that chose the naming convention I use for siblings were the parentals – not me; and I am merely keeping count of the number of mice that die at my hand. One, two, three, four… I guess I could skip to six, but according to the conventions used for numbering…. Well, you might get my drift.
#3 by Mila on November 22, 2005 - 12:08 pm
Becca/No 5/SouthernPeach–if it makes you feel any better, I also thought he was referring to you at first before it hit me about his mouse hunts.