And yet, they still have to be destroyed. I can't share my home (and this time around my kitchen pantry) with tiny mice.
As my husband is completely adverse to slaughtering precious animals, it is up to me to smash their heads with hammers. (does anyone know who I'm quoting there?)
Last night I laid a chex mix trap for my wee pantry friend. This morning Adam found him unable to flee the glue prison I set for him. So, I had to bop him with a hammer.
Its so tragic. Really. Here is a picture of the little guy I had to murder this morning:
Oh, Maegan...
ReplyDeleteurma (sp??) from emporer's new groove
ReplyDeleteDon't know who you are quoting, but have a vivid memory of Gibby having to come kill a mouse at Rog and Leah's house... they caught it in a glue trap and it tried to chew it's leg off. They wrapped it in a coke box and ran over it with the car.
ReplyDeleteyou got it beth!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
ReplyDeletealison, that is an awesome story. a tid extreme for a mouse though, a hammer totally does the job. there's no need for heavy machinery...
Cinderelly, Cinderelly
ReplyDeleteNight and day it's Cinderelly
Make the fire, fix the breakfast
Wash the dishes, do the mopping
And the sweeping and the dusting
They always keep her hopping
She goes around in circles
Till she's very, very dizzy
Still they holler
Keep a-busy Cinderelly!
We can do it, we can do it
We can help our Cinderelly
We can make her dress so pretty
There's nothing to it, really
We'll tie a sash around it
Put a ribbon through it
When dancing at the ball
She'll be more beautiful than all
In the lovely dress we'll make for Cinderelly
Hurry, hurry, hurry, hurry
Gonna help our Cinderelly
Got no time to dilly-dally
We gotta get a-goin'
WHACK!!!