Melba's Jammin' wrote:
> In article >, Blair P.
> Houghton > wrote:
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>>I had a mouse.
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> (hilarious story snipped)
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>>But, curious like any cat, I wanted to see my prey.
>>So I grabbed a handy (dirty) 1-quart pyrex measuring
>>cup, and a heavy book (The Art of Eating, by MFK Fisher).
>>I placed the book over the cup, save an inch for the mouth
>>of the trap. I opened the trap. In the same motion, the
>>mouse fell from the trap, turned, and leapt out through the
>>tiny space remaining. He caromed off the toaster oven,
>>flew to the floor, tried the trash can as a hiding spot,
>>found no opening underneath, then turned and made for
>>the refrigerator. Total time to escape to invisibility:
>>about 0.7 seconds.
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> "Oh, what fools these mortals be."
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>>Maybe the rabbits will adopt him before the snakes and
>>coyotes do.
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> Or maybe not.
> "Here, kittykitty; here, kittykitty."

I had a mouse. I saw it on Friday and told the Handyman to come and do
something. He put out several glue traps and the next day, yesterday, I
found its corpse.

I hope that this was the only one. Tandoora, my cat, acted like a true
feline, at least an apartment kitty: As long as she suspected there
might be a mouse in the kitchen, she hid in my bedroom.

Barbara, remember the sound you heard while you were here? Maybe it was
the mouse and not the alarm in the radiator or in the smoke alarm.
Debbie heard it, too, but now it is gone.

I live on the 20th floor of an apartment building. Exterminators come
every week to make sure that no kind of creepy crawly things live in the
building, yet I have had mice several times before. At those times, I
had three cats living with me. The cats would actually catch the mouse,
play with it for a while and then let it go. Not once did one of them
kill a mouse.

This morning, I called one of the building's porters, to check on the
traps that are still here. They were empty and I hope that they stay
that way. Tandoora is still staying out of the kitchen.

Happy New Year, Margaret