Morris's Tail
Morris is the latest addition to the bugboy household- we are not allowed pets where I live but as morris is indigenous I figured it would be ok. Morris is a mouse.

I realised I had a mouse since coming back from holiday over christmas (prob sneaked in whilst I was away on account of freezing weather) and I tried various ways of catching him.

I've had mice loads of times, as a student, central america, india, even little country cottages in England and I've always caught them within hours of discovery. But Morris was an ninja-mouse; specialised in urban concrete-dwelling SAS style tactics.

First I tried humane non-lethal traps, then traditional traps, then poison, then finally sticky board traps- which are a bit nasty and cause suffering.

I eventually trapped him late at nite just as i turned off the light to go to sleep. The actual trap consisted of 4 sticky boards, 4 neck snappers, poison and a small electrified grid (I kid you not) arranged in a border across my hallway. It looked like one of the tougher sections of the East Berlin wall.

I trapped him on a sticky trap but was too drunk (ie sqeemish) to kill him so i deglued him, washed him and made him a little bed for the nite, thinking I would release him in the morning.

Then we bonded.

no, not really, I FORGOT about the poor little fucker for two days. (remember- drunk).

So now I felt guilty.

So I'm going to spoil him for a few weeks then release him (far from my flat). It will be like a "Born Free" moment but a lot smaller. And with less lions.
(bugboy, Tue 30 Mar 2010, 18:52, 5 replies, latest was 16 years ago)

Aw, bless you :o)
A few winters ago, I had field mice following the hot water pipes up to a secret hole in the kitchen wall. I placed humane traps all round and caught one or two (bated with chocolate spread). I had an old fish tank, put sawdust in, made a little nest from torn up kitchen roll, fresh water - the works. Then I'd release them the following day. The squeaky little bastards told all their mates where they could feast on chocolate spread AND have a warm, cosy bed for the night. I ended up finding the hole in the wall, behind the kitchen sink cupboard, which I tearfully filled with expandy foam.
( Tourette's ( . )( . ) has a monkey hair in her fried egg, Tue 30 Mar 2010, 19:38, Reply)

i tried to catch a rat humanely in my last house
I made it sandwiches and everything. Trap never caught him, but he did manage to drown himself in a small box of water I'd left in the kitchen:(
( Citizen Cavy Admires your passion for conformity, Tue 30 Mar 2010, 21:02, Reply)

This made me quite a bit warm
and fuzzy inside :)
( Batshitmentalist is sane for once, Tue 30 Mar 2010, 22:11, Reply)

'I've had mice loads of times'
That's not something to brag about, you sick fucking pervert. Plus, you must have a micropenis.
( Monty Boyce, My cheese game is strong, Tue 30 Mar 2010, 23:44, Reply)

I've had more mice than bugboy
I don't object at all to admitting that I'm a sick pervert. I also have a lady micropenis, called a clematus.
So nyer!

*blows raspberry*
( Tourette's ( . )( . ) has a monkey hair in her fried egg, Tue 30 Mar 2010, 23:56, Reply)