Mouse in the house

November 15, 2007 | In Personal | No Comments

About a year and a half ago, my then room mate and I discovered we had a mouse scurrying around the apartment. Not wanting to have rodents running a muck in the place, we quickly purchased some traps with the hope of catching it and setting it free.

Of course, the mouse never took the bait and seemed to have moved onto a new home. We didn’t see it after a few days of running around. Of course I discovered some boxes chewed in and such, but nothing too damaging, just annoying.

This morning I was sitting on the couch, catching up on some new “South Park” on TiVo when I saw something run behind my entertainment center. Registering it as a mouse, I quickly sprung to action, closing doors and picking stuff up – hoping to avoid dealing with it as much as possible – after all, I needed to head into work.

After a few moments I discovered it ran across the room and into the dining room, near the trash can. I grabbed a trap and put in some bait, trying to catch it and get it over with quickly. Finding it behind the trash can, I put the trap near by and nudged the can.

Unfortunately for the mouse, I didn’t realize how much I nudged the can. The small guy was killed.

I’m not someone who enjoys killing animals, I don’t find enjoyment out of the prospect of hunting and such, so I was pretty upset at myself for killing the little thing. I disposed of it outside and moved on with my day.

At any rate, that’s an interesting way to start your morning.