Icarus's blog: "Hurts to watch."

A family of mice, but nonetheless, I do feel kinda bad for it...
not bad enough to stop
lil bastards are chewing my book corners and scuttling about when I'm trying to sleep
and shitting
EVERYWHERE.

... respecting life as I do, and wanting not to incur the same wrath from any other higher being as I've placed upon these tiny useless vermin-
I feel a little more sad than satisfied when grabbing that loose catch of a sprung trap, and placing it gently in the garbage, battered twitching corpse and all.

Now, I have no respect for a creature that eats its young, its dead, its living, its mates... books

but today my wondermutt began dancing huffing and dodging about and I recalled very similar behaviour the last time there was a snake in the house.

She just didn't quite know what to do with this pregnant mouse under her massive paw.

She was trodding very slowly in some bedraggled and confused attempt to escape.
Covered in mouse-claw sized scrapes, lumpy with babies.

It looked to me as though she was sick, and had been attacked by another mouse.
It didn't surprise me as I had cleaned up the house and elminated most if not all food sources.

See my plan is multipart when combatting vermin

provide food, then clean EVERYTHING, lock up all food, heavilly trap and poison those old watering/feeding holes.

Works every time. They get weak, hungry and desperate, start feeding on each other, start grabbing for any scrap of food
then
crunch.

Poor lil buggers.

But back to that pregger mouse

I noticed she was scabby- gross looking, pregger lumpy
so I told my dog she was a good girl, and asked her to laydown, she did so, and I grabbed the nearest expendable cloth I could find (old crusty sock) and picked the mouse up, she seemed dissoriented and clumsily tried to crawl out and crawl up my fingers, I twisted around a bit and took her outside to the middle of my front yard, wished her good luck (lots of wild cats in my area) and went back inside.

If she makes it, those babies could easilly replace every last mouse I killed this week.

I guess I wanted to give someone a chance (a small one) after executing her friends family and acquaintances.