Man vs mouse ie Boy vs mouse
At midnight Wednesday night we were awakened by this sound in the dark, "hey Grammy, you sleepin?' needless to say our attack dog Casper arose to the occasion of an additional body in our bedroom and simply rolled over and went back to sleep. What a mighty watchdog he is. anyway, Zack attack said he heard something snap and now it was squeeling- Ah ha, We caught a mouse. I turned on the lights and we proceded to the utility room where we promply heard this eeeee, eeeee, eeeee. Sure enough, there was a trapped mouse stuck on a sticky trap. What a fine specimen he was, probably the largest one we ever caught.
We promply picked up the trap and carried it outside and threw it over the fence for proper disposal in the morning light.It's not wise to walk around in the dark barefooted because of the possability of stepping on a Tarantulla spider.
Zack Attack was impressed with this method of trapping mouses so I decided to show him the rest of the trap line. Behind the freezer we discovered another mouse stuck to a trap- yep, over the fence it went.
I was now satisfied with our catch so I went to bed. I found out later that that ZackAttack ran the trapline all night. While lying there just before sleep, I had visions of the neighbors cat running around the neighborhood with a sticky trap stuck to its face after discovering the discarded mouse.
The next morning Zack Attack came running to grammy and said he discovered another mouse stuck to a trap while he was running the trapline. Grammy is a brave soul and will fight a Bear, confront gun weilding villans, slap a Brahma bull in the face, but run like a chicken from a mouse.She did summon up her courage and through sheer grit, decide she could rid the mouse from the house. She walked over to my workbench to get a large pair of pliers to handle the mouse and nearly stepped on another mouse that was lying on the floor.Yes this mouse just gave up living because the stress of having to avoid the trapline each night was more than it could handle. EEE EEE EEEEE, this sound shook Zack Attack for it came from grammy when she saw the mouse.What a trooper she is. With courage abundant, determination, unbridled willpower and beads of sweat and an ashen face,the mice were soon sacked up and thrown outside. I have replinished the trapline and am awaiting Zack Attack to continue running the trapline.
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Alas...man is winning the battle. It renews my courage and tenacity in my battle with the ticks. I definitely can understand that Zman would have run the traps all night, I'm not sure if he ever sleeps. Even when he lays there with his eyes closed, he reminds me of how my mom "slept" when I was a young lad.
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