I am an Idiot.
Well, not really. But I am going to have some unpleasant moments over the next few days.
The mouse guy came, all six-foot-five blond Slavicness of him. He put the poison traps out and suggested a few spring traps as well (Of course, in places Bax couldn’t get near them). I said I didn’t want to deal with dead mice, and Eric (heroically, I thought) said he would be responsible for them.
And today he went on tour for five days. The traps have already caught two mice.
Calling Anyone: I will come to your house and do the domestic chore of your choice if you will come to mine and empty the mousetraps!
Some Stuff | Liz February 28, 2006
By Arwen, February 28, 2006 @ 6:48 pm
Ooooh. That’s an attractive trade, actually.
By Carol, March 1, 2006 @ 10:49 am
My advice: Pitch ‘em. Traps are cheap. Not having to pull a dead mouse out from under that little bar of death is priceless.
By Liz, March 1, 2006 @ 11:29 pm
I’m going to pitch them. I just can’t actually look at the little mangledness of them. And I’m not even a vegetarian. I feel like a gigantic hypocrite.