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Five years ago, when we first moved to Oklahoma, we moved in and discovered that, since that parsonage had been vacant for over a year, a mouse had taken up residence. Several carefully laid traps took care of Mickey.
Ok, apparently Mickey was either Minnie or Michelle because several nights, I heard Moe, our cat we had then, scampering and then a squeak. At this point I knew that cat's did not squeak, they meow, so I got up from the computer to look. He's teasing a baby mouse by my recliner. Now, Moe is NOT trying to catch or kill it, he's just playing peacefully with it. (Apparently he needed Remedial Cat 101 ^_-) I called for Joe to wake up and we got it with a broom and that was the end of Mickey Jr........ or so we thought
The next nite, Joe is getting ready to put his cup in sink and go to bed. As he walks in dining room, he sees a little mouse staring at him. Then the mouse sits up and stares some more. So he stomped him. We think this one was Bubba mouse (not the brightest one in the litter)
We took a quick trip to Virginia to close up things back there and arriving back that Tuesday, I'm on phone Tuesday evening and see a 3rd litte one run out from behind the tv along the wall. So I called for Joe and he gets on one side of the entertainment center and I get on other. It runs past me but he manages to stomp that one on the run. HOWEVER, it still lays there squirming trying to get up. So he stomps it again and it still tries to get up.
Now this is where I think we get into overkill here. Joe gets his 33" mini Claymore and uses it to break its neck to finally kill it
So far we haven't seen any more but Joe is still just waiting with his Sword ready for more!
jennbrad52 asked:Five years ago, when we first moved to Oklahoma, we moved in and discovered that, since that parsonage had been vacant for over a year, a mouse had taken up residence. Several carefully laid traps took care of Mickey.
Ok, apparently Mickey was either Minnie or Michelle because several nights, I heard Moe, our cat we had then, scampering and then a squeak. At this point I knew that cat's did not squeak, they meow, so I got up from the computer to look. He's teasing a baby mouse by my recliner. Now, Moe is NOT trying to catch or kill it, he's just playing peacefully with it. (Apparently he needed Remedial Cat 101 ^_-) I called for Joe to wake up and we got it with a broom and that was the end of Mickey Jr........ or so we thought
The next nite, Joe is getting ready to put his cup in sink and go to bed. As he walks in dining room, he sees a little mouse staring at him. Then the mouse sits up and stares some more. So he stomped him. We think this one was Bubba mouse (not the brightest one in the litter)
We took a quick trip to Virginia to close up things back there and arriving back that Tuesday, I'm on phone Tuesday evening and see a 3rd litte one run out from behind the tv along the wall. So I called for Joe and he gets on one side of the entertainment center and I get on other. It runs past me but he manages to stomp that one on the run. HOWEVER, it still lays there squirming trying to get up. So he stomps it again and it still tries to get up.
Now this is where I think we get into overkill here. Joe gets his 33" mini Claymore and uses it to break its neck to finally kill it
So far we haven't seen any more but Joe is still just waiting with his Sword ready for more!
