Fievel let me clean the kitchen in peace

Uh oh, you named it. Now it's a pet.

Hee. My BFF named it for me.

My sympathy to your husband, Connie. I hope that the drama dies down soon.

P-C, while they sometimes get the placebo!rap, I've had good luck with the 'sonic' mouse deterents. I live over a store...a store that has thankfully not attracted roaches, but not so thankfully, has been a haven for Fievel's kin. I also managed a b&b that was like Disney for mice...um...anyway. The sonic buzz-boxes have worked for me and they don't bother Bartleby. I can only hear the noise they make if I put one to my ear.

Dealing with the killing of or the disposing of dead rodents (like the one that commited suicide in the fan of my refridgerator a few years ago) is NOT for me.

Not too long ago, I found a glue trap (of the DEVIL) in the office where someone else must have left it yonks ago. Stuck to it was a teeny mouse, wailing away. I nearly died. I marched it down to the vet's office a few doors away and offered to pay to have it euthanized. The staff said that wasn't necessary. A little vegetable oil and the critter would be free. They promised to find it a new home. Now, that may mean that s/he 'went to the country', I dunno. But I just could not let him/her die in agony.

Try the buzzbox!

I'm sorry, connie. Peace to you and your husband.

{{{Connie}}} Peace and non-drama to you and hubby's family.

I've used a pretty simple and easy method of disposing of dead birds or mice in the past. Step 1, pick up cat. Step 2, lower head end toward unfortunate vermin. Step 3, wait for grasping mechanism to activate, then deposit the entire package, feline and all, outside.

See? Nothing to it. But you do kind of need the specialized equipment.

brenda's method works even better if the animal is still somewhat alive and moving. Of course, too much alive can lead to too much drama in feline animal disposal activity. OTOH, watching cats leap into the air to catch birds can be fun....

I am so aggravated with my new instructor for the repeat class.

I asked her if I could submit the final project I did for the class the first time around to her for feedback.

She said she'd have to check the policies and get back to me. Then she said, "I know that if I do it for you, I have to do it for every student."

Um...Isn't that your freaking JOB?

I'd rather have roaches than mice -- I don't mind killing roaches.

(unless I'm feeling really maudlin, then I just tell them to walk away)