Eek! A mouse!
What a crappy way to go...
Ain't no way I'm reaching my hand into a toilet and getting anything, let alone a dead mouse who pooped in his death throes. Falls in the toilet, there it stays or it comes out with tongs.
Came home from the midnight shift this morning. We have to flush the downstair toilet once a day to keep it flowing. Lifted the lid and saw this mouse. At first I thought it was a turd, but turds don't have tails and ears and hair. Or legs. Or noses. I was initially disgusted, then felt pity for the thing. I mean, c'mon. How'd you like to die that way? Just trying to find a warm place out of the cold, and a drink of water, since all your normal supplies are frozen. So you come inside, and there is unlimited supply of water. You climb up and then fall in and can't get out. Panic sets in, and finally you exhaust yourself trying to climb out and drown.
And then you unceremoniously get tossed into the snow in the back yard.
So, Loni, put some bait in your toilet.
6 comments:
I hadn't really thought about how sad it was until I started reading your sad story. Now I feel really bad for the thing. It did make things easier for ya'll though. You didn't have to set a trap or anything. So sad!
Now the big question...what happens to the tongs after you reach into the toilet and fish out a dead mouse with them? Do they go back in the kitchen utensil drawer???? EEEeeeeuuuuwww!. And by the way, you could have just flushed the guy. I know. I flushed a live mouse down the toilet once. It was very entertaining as I watched it swim for dear life against the swirling current, whiskers wet, eyes wild. Mwahaha.
Brigham keeps making flushing sounds and acting out a mouse getting flushed down.
Jamee
xoxo
The picture of you standing on a chair is priceless. Aren't you just so prissy! Take it from me Brian with latex gloves your hands can go anywhere. Really, it's true.
I so don't feel sorry for the thing. Aren't I hearless? Oh how I hate mice. Your pics. of the reenactment are TOO cute!
Love ya!
Sheesh. I erased it all. Have to start again.
Stevie: I'm with you to a point. He's in mouse heaven now with no cats or toilets.
Trudy: You and Brigham need to get together. The tongs went into the dishwasher. No biggie. We only use them for company, anyway.
Jamee: Please do not turn your back on Brigham. Or Trudy.
Kurt: Yeah, I know. That is why you are not my proctologist. Or one reason why. The other is that grin you have when you talk about it.
Mindy: Are you deaf? Hearless? I don't mind living mice, and I'll pick up a dead one, but I do not touch things in the toilet. That toilet is the Toilet From Hell. We have to flush it every day or it plugs up. If I had flushed a mouse down it, we would have a mouse plugged toilet with worse problems. No thanks.
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