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Post by sekhmet on Apr 22, 2015 14:14:13 GMT -5
I would have fished him out, Buddha nature partially intact.
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Post by Chesapeake on Apr 22, 2015 14:15:04 GMT -5
Patrick's scenario sounds likely, and the most humane way to deal with it. It's only when they start competing for food (e.g., running around inside the house and chewing through cereal boxes) that I start feeling homicidal. (Rodenticidal?)
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Post by Hobson on Apr 22, 2015 15:04:51 GMT -5
I can rule out two courses of action right away. Pissing on it is not an option for me. Flushing it and hoping that it ends up at the neighbor's house doesn't work if you're on a septic tank.
Scooping it out without letting it escape or getting bit sounds tough. A net maybe?
I would not scream like a girl and run away unless I sat down before I noticed the mouse.
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Post by theevan on Apr 22, 2015 16:41:51 GMT -5
Reminds me of squatting over an open hole at night in rural Tanzania. I hear fluttering and feel an occasional puff of air on my bum. Afterwards I fired up the flashlight and looked down the hole. It was full of bats. Those were bats flying out of there and somehow missing my bum, thank God, which was perched liked three inches above the hole.
It was gratifying to know that I'm potent enough to cause shithole bats to evacuate.
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Post by millring on Apr 22, 2015 17:04:44 GMT -5
Leaving me curious about mouse I, mouse II, and mouse III.
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Post by dradtke on Apr 22, 2015 17:43:17 GMT -5
Leaving me curious about mouse I, mouse II, and mouse III. You don't want to name mice in experiments because you might grow attached to them, so patrick gives them titles instead.
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Post by drlj on Apr 22, 2015 17:50:38 GMT -5
I hate rodents and that includes mice, rats, chipmunks, and that favorite Indiana dinner staple, squirrels. I would have whacked the mouse and I would have whacked him good. Filthy little buggers. WHACK!!
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Post by Chesapeake on Apr 22, 2015 18:14:53 GMT -5
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Post by Deleted on Apr 22, 2015 18:39:04 GMT -5
Pee in sink. Rescue mouse. Put mouse outside.
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Post by godotwaits on Apr 22, 2015 19:52:12 GMT -5
"But, Mousie--thou art no thy lane In proving foresight may be vain: The best laid schemes o' mice an' men Gang aft a-gley, An lea'e us nought but grief an' pain For promis'd joy.
Flush thrice!!
Well, either that, or point it out to the local feline constable. Pee off the back deck and mark your territory.
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Post by RickW on Apr 22, 2015 20:06:45 GMT -5
"Rescue the mouse." I'm note quite sure how this would occur. An unhappy rodent is both difficult to grab, and possessed of very sharp little teeth. And I wouldn't have a perfect little net handy.
Whack him with the plumbers helper, then flush him twice. Filthy little creatures, full of disease.
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Post by Lonnie on Apr 22, 2015 20:15:33 GMT -5
There's one option no one has considered yet...
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Post by Deleted on Apr 22, 2015 20:46:19 GMT -5
Kill the mouse. Save the mouse. Let the cat deal with it. It's a personal decision. My feelings get ruffled when I kill animals but I am a carnivorous former butcher and frequently feeling driven father than philosophically driven. I felt bad last time I killed a mouse. I felt indifferent last time I ate an animal that someone else killed. If someone fed me a delicious mouse curry, I would say thank you.
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Post by RickW on Apr 22, 2015 21:09:25 GMT -5
There's one option no one has considered yet... An old favorite.
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Post by Village Idiot on Apr 22, 2015 21:12:58 GMT -5
Reminds me of squatting over an open hole at night in rural Tanzania. I hear fluttering and feel an occasional puff of air on my bum. Afterwards I fired up the flashlight and looked down the hole. It was full of bats. Those were bats flying out of there and somehow missing my bum, thank God, which was perched liked three inches above the hole. It was gratifying to know that I'm potent enough to cause shithole bats to evacuate. There you go again saying you did it all by yourself. Giving absolutely NO CREDIT to Tapewormie!
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Post by Deleted on Apr 23, 2015 7:16:06 GMT -5
There's one option no one has considered yet... I thought of that option but it only works if you have a cat around the house. Since daughter #2 is a neighbor and the girls hang out here all the time their cats do also, we DO NOT feed them. Either Simon or Riley would love to play with a mouse in the toilet and would probably take it back home to show their girls.
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Post by Lonnie on Apr 23, 2015 7:23:04 GMT -5
I was referring more to the concept of serenading and then consuming said mouse oneself, not the literal idea of hiring a guitar playing feline to do the dirty work.
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Post by Doug on Apr 23, 2015 7:28:14 GMT -5
Si would be happy to take care of your mouse problem. She only flies 1st class and she gets $5000 per mouse.
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Post by dradtke on Apr 23, 2015 8:17:25 GMT -5
I discovered a few weeks ago that our kids - all cat owners - weren't familiar with Kliban cartoons at all. To make matters worse, I couldn't find our old Kliban books in the shelves. I know they're around somewhere.
I rescued several mice when the kids were young and tender-hearted. I expect they were back in the house about 10-15 minutes after being released outside. I don't need to do that anymore.
The evolutionary purpose of small mammals is to feed larger mammals. By flushing, I would feel a little guilty about wasting food. Unless the little buggers get eaten by the sewer alligators, in which case all is right with the world.
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Post by godotwaits on Apr 23, 2015 8:47:00 GMT -5
Si would be happy to take care of your mouse problem. She only flies 1st class and she gets $5000 per mouse. Smart cat. When all else fails, go into consulting.
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