
One got into our kitchen years ago while we were living out in the country. I was about 10 and caught it with my younger brother in a plastic bag. We were bringing it outside to let it go and my mother came running out, grabbed the bag off me and smashed it with a shovel about 10 times.
It was a sad day for meeses. I always let them go now when/if I catch them. Doesn't happen very often though.
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It was a sad day for meeses. I always let them go now when/if I catch them. Doesn't happen very often though.