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Originally posted by SleazyDream
ok, trap went off. Penut butter seems to be the fav snack.
mouse wasn't in the trap - he was standing beside it - dazed. I looked a little closer and saw some blood - it had wacked him in the head and the mouse was drunk from a concusion. Moving slow, he looked at me. He looked hurt and looked like he wanted me to help him. I felt really bad for him - then I saw all the shit in the cubord and remembered how he toar my dog food bag to shreads and scattered dog food all over the cuboard. Grrrrr. I put him in a plastic cup and took him to the river and tossed him in.
i'm torn. I honestly feel bad for the little critter but i HAVE to get rid of them. They cannot stay here. I'm tempted to get some sort of live trap system in the future though. I really didn't like the way the hurt mouse looked at me. That kind of stuff can haunt you - esp since he's probally got 200 children.......
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You drowned him or just sent him on a plastic cup boat ride?
He doesn't realize he's in your space. He's just trying to find a decent meal like the rest of us do everyday.
