Thursday, January 17, 2008
Creepy Crawlies and things that go bump in the night
or more realistically, things that scurry about, eating crumbs you've dropped, and dropping a few pellets themselves.
El Jefe thinks he has a squirrel living in the drop ceiling of his basement. Says he has heard it running around above the tiles and the lights. Has no idea how it got into the house, or even if there is more than one of them.
He tried to find it. He tried to shoot it with his Red Ryder bb gun, you know the one: "An official Red Ryder carbine action two-hundred shot range model air rifle with a compass in the stock and this thing that tells time"
He's gone to the trouble of installing an elaborate cage trap with corn for bait. He's bought rat traps big enough to catch a raccoon. He's almost broken his finger trying to set those traps. He's been thwarted by the furry little meat puppet, having checked his traps to find that the peanut butter he was using as bait had been licked clean without springing the trap.
And after all that effort, he checked again last night and found out that outside of his potential squirrel problem, he might also have a mouse infestation.
Too bad his cat is too fat and too much outdoors to help in alleviating this issue. But then again, if it were an in-shape, indoor cat, I can only envision a Tom & Jerry scenario anyway.
¶ 10:10 PM 
El Jefe thinks he has a squirrel living in the drop ceiling of his basement. Says he has heard it running around above the tiles and the lights. Has no idea how it got into the house, or even if there is more than one of them.
He tried to find it. He tried to shoot it with his Red Ryder bb gun, you know the one: "An official Red Ryder carbine action two-hundred shot range model air rifle with a compass in the stock and this thing that tells time"
He's gone to the trouble of installing an elaborate cage trap with corn for bait. He's bought rat traps big enough to catch a raccoon. He's almost broken his finger trying to set those traps. He's been thwarted by the furry little meat puppet, having checked his traps to find that the peanut butter he was using as bait had been licked clean without springing the trap.
And after all that effort, he checked again last night and found out that outside of his potential squirrel problem, he might also have a mouse infestation.
Too bad his cat is too fat and too much outdoors to help in alleviating this issue. But then again, if it were an in-shape, indoor cat, I can only envision a Tom & Jerry scenario anyway.
¶ 10:10 PM
