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I have always found that working with my hands brings me the most joy. Those that really know me would tell you that it doesn't really matter if I'm working in the yard or putting a new part on the car, I enjoy it all. I have been working in the corporate world since my late teen years. This world has always come with much success and satisfaction, but has ultimately hindered my Blue-Collar Dreams.

Wednesday, March 12, 2008

Mouse Hunt

Dennis, my Father-in-law, came to visit for a few days this week. Kacy, he and I were sitting in the family room talking when he jumped up and said, "There's a mouse". At first I thought that he was playing around, but sure enough, there sat a little field mouse. Kacy and Dennis had been enjoying the weather with the doors open earlier that day and the little guy must have just walked in.



After making an stellar grab, I put the little guy in a trash bag. Dennis and I were checking him out when he decided to try and jump out. The little guy actually jumped about 16 inches straight up in the air...who knew?? The picture below is my reaction to him jumping...



Here he is :)


I decided to put him in a large blue trashcan with some Mozzarella Cheese. I would have had a hard time killing the little dude, so I decided to take him to work with me the next day and let him go in a nearby field. He ate all the cheese during the night and looked well rested in the morning...Kacy asked if I wanted to give him a night light so he wouldn't get scared...not funny...



We have had quite a few mice in the house, but the mouse before this one takes the cake. He came in through a fireplace vent, got his tail caught in a trap and then tried to make a run for it...I was at work, so my neighbor came over and helped Kacy get him/her outside. They let the mouse go in an adjacent field. You wouldn't believe it, but that little bugger came right back in the house through the fireplace vent that night...I caught him that time, bruised tail and all. Needless to say, that little mouse didn't live to try a 3rd time...poor little guy.

Here is our neighbor, Tiffany, getting the little guy out. His tail was stuck in the trap, so he couldn't get back through the vent...it was like something out of a cartoon.


Once I saw him come back through that night, I decided that I wasn't going to take any chances. Here is the barricade I created...

Ah, look who knows so much....Seriously, this little dude almost made it out over the traps, he was a talented contortionist, but not that talented.


4 comments:

Lincoln Cannon said...

Mouse killer!

The Dobrons said...

My poor dad! The mice follow him in every house he visits! HA! At least he didn't get bitten this time...holy cow about the mouse jumping that high...I love the look on your face...I miss you guys-let's hang out!

Three Girls and a Boy said...

You forgot to tell the part where he hung from the fireplace vent by his hind legs and licked the peanut butter off the traps. =)

Doug Moller said...

Lincoln - Don't worry, we can just resurrect him and give him laser eyes ;)