So I come into work on Monday morning and there's a horrible smell, and it's been raining like hell so I'm thinking we have a mold problem. But soon I discover that the smell is strongest right around my desk, so I'm wondering if it's food that I've forgotten about in a drawer or something. I'm looking in my drawers and all around, and the more I breathe the more I'm thinking it smells like something dead.
Finally, I look under my desk to see a huge dead mouse decomposing in a trap.
Disgusting!
Ugh!
So that's my story of finding a dead body this week. It wasn't pleasant. Still I feel sad for the little guy. He was just trying to grab some grub. He can't exactly drive up to the nearest drive-thru and order up some fast food.
Though fast food might've been a more terrible death for him. That stuff is toxic.
Anyway, I'm really hoping I don't find any more of these furry little critters.
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I can agree with your "poor little guy" sentiments. We live in the middle of nowhere, and our cats like bringing us little gifts to play with in the house. We always try to catch them before we set out the traps, and have been quite successful.
Let's just say over the past five years, we've had more mice in the house than I can count on two hands, but we've only had to kill maybe three.
It must be my childhood memories of "Mouse on a Motorcycle" that makes me sympathetic.
Anyone?
Paul D. Dail
www.pauldail.com- A horror writer's not necessarily horrific blog
We started having a mice problem in the summer. We put traps out and killed two and didnt see any more signs of them.
Until one cold night I heard some noise on the other side of my bedroom wall. The night after we found two fancy mice holes in our bedroom and looked like we got some company.
Needless to say that we set up more traps in our crawl space and caught one more mice.
But this is not the end as mice lives in large families and can have up to 12 babies at a time.
The mouse we caught was not big but not small either. In other words we have more and winter is closing in on us.
We might have renters who want to stay with us for the winter.
Hehe Paul. We're just softies ;) Horror writers are some of the sweetest people I've ever met. Funny, isn't it?
Kitty, sounds like you have some guests :) Have fun in Mexico, sweets. Be careful!!!!
Definitely a softie. I could never be a hunter (even though I enjoy wild game).
Of course, I've had at least one cat for many years, as well. So in addition to the ones we've saved, I'm sure there are quite a few mice that didn't even make it as far the front door.
Paul D. Dail
www.pauldail.com- A horror writer's not necessarily horrific blog
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