Mice and Other Invaders

This is a true story. It happened in late May of 2006 while my (now ex)husband and I were living in a super-old trailer home surrounded on all four sides by fields or farmland (which rates only slightly higher than a cardboard box in quality). No names have been changed, mostly b/c I don't care if anyone thinks I'm horrible for what I did.

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So, this was my early-morning adventure for today- Ugh!

3:15am, Jason gets up and hollers from the bathroom, "Do we have a trap under the sink in here?"

I mumble from the bed, "Yeah, why?"
 

"I think we caught a mouse and it's still alive"

Fan-freakin-tastic! So I got up, "Go get a large bowl from the dirty dishes, put some water in it and drown it."

He comes back with a 3-pound butter tub- perfect.... and the lid- huh? Anyway, I run about an inch and a half of water in the bottom, get the trap, and I'm holding the mouse under the water- still struggling, but I've got it all under control... till J decides to run some more water- cold... on my hand!!

It surprises me when I'm already tense, and I jump, freak, drop the trap. The mouse- which had been caught just by some belly-hair gets free of the trap and starts swimming around in the butter-tub... and my trying-to-be-helpful husband tries to run more water! "Don't do that! It'll be able to get out!.... Go get me a fork from the dirty dishes." No sense in dirtying more dishes than I need to...

So I used the fork to hold the mouse under till it drowned.

Moral of the story- Don't let Jason "help" me drown a mouse.
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And I'd do it again, given the chance! Wild mice in the house- they weren't invited, and since they're not sentient enough to politely leave when they're asked, they're gonna get killed!.. and same goes for spiders, beetles, moths, etc!