Ultimate Houde
UC's Resident Genetic Recombinator
So, I watched Harry Potter today, then got back and went into my basement to empty the dehumidifier which I do two times a day, and I notice it.
A mouse. And it's staring at me. I wonder why this mouse is even bothering to stick around. I have an old New England style house, the basement is easy enough for mice to get in, but ever since I got the dog, they never stick around for long.
I grab the nearest blunt object, and smash the mouse. Which I shouldn't be able to, these things are fast aren't they?
I yell at Sexynurse to throw down some plastic bags. She does, and I collect the dead mouse. It's at this point I see a second. Using the same blunt object, I manage to kill this one. This one tried to run away, but it's back legs weren't working correctly.
Now I hunt. I find three more, two in various dying methods. One hardly moving, the other trying to move it's back legs. I kill them both. Two more plastic bags.
The last one was the oddest. It was dead, but stiff, and not smelling of death. It's been poisoned.
Which makes me wonder. If I found five dead mice in my basement, what's to say there's not more in the surrounded area of my yard. What's to stop my dog from eating one of those.
Nothing.
Stay tuned for Houde to find out who killed the mice.
PS, I cleaned the house like a fiend. Found no mice, no nesting material, and no mouse poop. I also laid out my own poison in case more want to think my house is a safe haven.
A mouse. And it's staring at me. I wonder why this mouse is even bothering to stick around. I have an old New England style house, the basement is easy enough for mice to get in, but ever since I got the dog, they never stick around for long.
I grab the nearest blunt object, and smash the mouse. Which I shouldn't be able to, these things are fast aren't they?
I yell at Sexynurse to throw down some plastic bags. She does, and I collect the dead mouse. It's at this point I see a second. Using the same blunt object, I manage to kill this one. This one tried to run away, but it's back legs weren't working correctly.
Now I hunt. I find three more, two in various dying methods. One hardly moving, the other trying to move it's back legs. I kill them both. Two more plastic bags.
The last one was the oddest. It was dead, but stiff, and not smelling of death. It's been poisoned.
Which makes me wonder. If I found five dead mice in my basement, what's to say there's not more in the surrounded area of my yard. What's to stop my dog from eating one of those.
Nothing.
Stay tuned for Houde to find out who killed the mice.
PS, I cleaned the house like a fiend. Found no mice, no nesting material, and no mouse poop. I also laid out my own poison in case more want to think my house is a safe haven.