We used to get more mice in winter, and our cats were better hunters, but I felt so badly for the first one they cornered, I actually scooped it up and walked it all the way to High Park so that it might live out its life in a more pastoral setting.
The night of the second mouse was particularly cold, and it was all I could do to cross the street and release it in the remains of the school’s vegetable garden.
The third woke me up and I’m sorry to say, but I flushed it down the toilet.
Image based on a photo by Laurie LeClair.
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*hee-hee*
ReplyDeleteSorry-but the wee blighters have given me a run for my money. I tried reasoning with them.....but sometimes ya gotta do what ya gotta do........!
Thanks for the smile!