2 down, ? to go
Basil and Dr. Dawson are dead. ( For those who don't know, Basil and Dr. Dawson are the two mice that have plauged our house since we moved in, whom I named after the 2 mice from the Disney movie "The Great Mouse Detective") The little bastards would rustlte about in our trashcans, eat our food, take little mouse shits where, run across our feet when we least expect it, and just be really annoying little pests. We finally bought mousetraps and baited it with peanut butter, which they licked off, not setting off the trap. Then i wrapped cheese around the spring so they would have to move it, and it worked. The traps go off , we celebrate - Yeah we got the little fuckers...and then you go and check em out, and its absolutely disgusting and saddening. They lie motionless, heads crushed under the spring, a small bit of blood around them. Poor things. So small, they look so harmless. I was so sad to see them dead, the little guys just wanted some food, they were hungry. Why did they have to be so annoying? I dunno, I guess i'm glad they are dead, it would have been nicer to get rid of them in a better way though. Blah this is pointless entry. oh well. I'm not really that sad, but i'm not happy either. Poor things. bye.