2005/03/10
The city is caught in the throes of a mouse plague. The mouse droppings on the kitchen counter, and scurrying in the air ducts was barely bearable. When it scared my little toddler, something had to be done. So I bought a trap from the hardware shop, and tonight on the third night out, it caught a mouse. Popcorn thus works better than bread with peanut butter, or plain bread. And at two in the morning I have to decide what to do with a mouse caught in a trap. The trap was the 'classic' model that you know from cartoons, so this tiny creature is snapped by a steel wire. The hassle is, the mouse doesn't always die instantly. So I had to take it outside and wait for it to die. And now I will forever wonder if I should have sped up the process in some way. We need a pied piper.
