When you live in the country, having mice - A LOT of mice - in your house is part of the country ambiance.
The Judy fights the good fight to keep the burgeoning mouse population down, but let's face it, it's a losing fight. Kind of like me trying to become a bikini model.
When I arrived two weeks ago, all of The Judy's traps were out of commission, so a trip to Walmart was a must.
Since that time, The Judy has become a mice killing machine.
Her traps have netted at least two, if not four mice per night.
If you're lucky, and you wake up early in the morning, you can see the fresh kill because The Judy likes to pile the mice up by the front door on her daily trap checking rounds before dumping them unceremoniously in an old Schwann's ice cream bucket outside.
She says she's going to strap them to the front of her car and drive down the valley.
You know...to warn the other mice that this is what happens to unwanted critters down to her house.
2 comments:
Looks like you had a good trip home. I love going home and sometimes never want to go back to real life.
We used to have tons of mice too...we had 2 gutsy ones that would just climb up on the counter and nibble while we were only a few feet from them. We finally got a little toy gun that shot plastic balls and had some fun with it! When the poo and ickies got really bad though we had to clog their holes and haven't had them since!
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