Thursday, January 17, 2008
Richard called this morning to report he had captured the mouse. It had been doing the usual subtle but annoying mousie things in his basement. . . like crapping on the workbench and pulling insulation from appliances.
"If you don't mind I'll let it go down in the woods below your house. The same place I let the rattlesnake go."
"Not a problem. Come on down."
I opened the garage door, and a few minutes later I heard Richard on his scooter.
The deer mouse was in the Hyatt-Regency trap Richard made last year. This luxury trap of his own design comes with two rooms, one furnished with peanuts and water, the other with a bed of clean linen. The door quietly locks on a magnetic door jamb, and the expanded metal walls are designed deter the most determined escape artists.
It was a lucky mouse and this was its chance to mend its ways.