Trust me, there isn't anything I won't try at least once.
One of the many sexy things about Sail.
Maybe I'll just sit here and cry.
If you cry on the mouse's head the salt will make him melt!
No wait...Uhm. Slug. Yeah.
You know if you keep screaming the mouse will be scared and won't come out because you are approximately 100 times bigger than the mouse. The mouse is about the size of your big toe (not counting the tail). So you are like...Appa sized. And it's but an Aang. You can kind of crush it by accident before it can do you harm
Still has that new thread smell.
I've had a mouse in my apartment before, with a cat trying to kill it. Except she was very conent to just toy with it. It eventually got away from her and hid in the couch until we could catch hold of it and toss it outside. Poor thing.
How's things peeps?
You can kind of crush it by accident before it can do you harm
To be honest, I'm wanting to cry just at the thought of killing it.
How's things peeps?
Keith Olbermann is erika's BFF and P-Cow's crying about his mouse.
To be honest, I'm wanting to cry just at the thought of killing it.
You're not obliged to kill it. You can just feed it peanut butter and name it Sherman. It's not like it's a cockroach. It's just a gerbil with tail pattern baldness.
To be honest, I'm wanting to cry just at the thought of killing it.
Well, then you should shoo it into a box or something. (Do you have a broom to do the shooing?) Then you can set it free outside or something.
Don't kill the little guy, P-C. Do the trap-it-in-a-box thing.
David, how's the wee noisemaker?
About how high could a mouse scramble up? I need to find a box tall enough.
Sunil, you can get one of those humane traps tomorrow.
Say, if we're talking about musicians we never should have liked I can casually mention making out with Leif Garrett...
David, how's the wee noisemaker?
Squawky, grunty. Her two most common names around the house these days are Fussa and Gruntalina. Still cute though! For at least fifteen minutes after she's just been fed.
About how high could a mouse scramble up?
They're fairly agile. I'm sure he could climb on your bookshelf and jump on your head. Or perhaps jump onto your face while you're sleeping. You'd better sleep under a mosquito net. Or possibly hook counterweights to your arms and set them to wave your arms around in your sleep all night long to fend off wee rodent attacks.
Best not to sleep at all. Get a badminton racket, hunch yourself in a corner and drive yourself mad with sleep deprivation muttering "three blind mice" under your breath and then screaming the part about cutting their tails off. That'll scare him.
