Mom says, "Ok Dulcey, get the chicken broth from the shelf."
Dulcey says, "This one?"
*scratch, scratch, scratch*
Mom says, "yeah, that one."
*scratch, crinkle, scratch, crinkle*
Mom and Dulcey turn and stare....
*chew, chew, chew, chew*
Dulcey and Mom go into the house and declare, "We have a mouse."
The boys and Dad rush to aid, consisting of a pellet gun, a tupperware container, and a baseball bat. And after a good solid hour, Mom is going to buy traps tomorrow and remedy the situation herself.
1 comment:
Good luck with that! We had a mouse who was one fat sucker! We tried for several months to catch that bugger! He was smart enough to steal the bait off of the traps and come out unscathed! It became our entertainment when we heard the "snap" to see if we'd really gotten him. I tell ya, he sure died one fat, happy mouse!
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