Djehutynakht wrote:Okay, regardless of web semantics, that would be a frightening thing to find in your attic.
I wonder how that went...
I had that once. Raccoons in the attic and possums in the crawl space. It was a weird year.
The Raccoons were scary. They made the light figures move.
The possums were scary, too. One died and Oh me yarm! It was a powerful smell.
Maybe the house was, just, haunted. Mice. The neighbor guy kept a yard full of trash that bread mice. When the weather turned cold they came to my house to warm up, breed and make summer plans. So, cute.
Yet, they were on my kill list. So many ways to kill a mouse. Choices; Choices.
Conventional Warfare or Chemical Warfare or Bio Warfare?
After some experimentation, I learned that I like to know where the bodies are.
Chemical or Bio Warfare will leave stinky little bodies in difficult places.
Conventional is best. It is a three step program.
1. Check the trap.
2. Dispose of trap and contents
3. Reset trap.
Do not look at their sweet little faces.
I did 'catch and release' for a while.
Where to release?
Oh. xkcd could do some creative catch and release of mice.
I drove 10 miles out into the country to find a 'proper' place for a mouse a few times.
That is, just, not practical when the neighbor is breeding mice.
I miss that house and all of its weirdnesses.
Oh! Oh! One time I was chasing one with my hands. It ran into the sink and down the disposer. eww.
Mouse. On my kill list. I did it. I switched on the power.
It took me days to recover. I walked around saying, "It was instant. It was instant."
Fast and merciful is the best we can do sometimes.
Life is, just, an exchange of electrons; It is up to us to give it meaning.
We are all in The Gutter.
Some of us see The Gutter.
Some of us see The Stars.
by mr. Oscar Wilde.
Those that want to Know; Know.
Those that do not Know; Don't tell them.
They do terrible things to people that Tell Them.