Of mice and men

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For some time now, I wanted to have a certain type of small animal as a pet. But life somehow sometimes plays twisted jokes on you… Or me at least. The last few weeks (or maybe even more than that) a small family of mice joined my living quaters. However, not caged but free-roaming. Eating everything they can get their teeth on. In the beginning I thought it quite cute, even seeing one or two of them now and then. After some time they got less and less scared of me and almost got cocky in their appearances. The problem with the free-roaming kind is however, that firstly, it’s not that easy to control, what they eat. They just try out everything they find in that room… I’m okay with sharing to some degree… but today I saw that they also got into my stash of vegetable seeds for next year! Not very nice mice… Secondly, it’s not that easy to clean up their habitat, if you have to move all your furniture around. So you can guess that after some time, that room does not smell very powder-fresh. That makes it a little difficult for me to be very happy with my new pets.

So about a week ago I went on a hunting-spree (by accident), and was extremely lucky to catch some of them with a Tupperware container! One by one, they went into my “trap” by chance. It was a big box I kept some food for storage. Whenever I heard one of them roaming around in there, I started removing the stuff in the box one by one until all that was left in the big (and rather high) box was the mouse. Then it was almost easy to catch the cute creature and to set it free some way away from my home. That way I was able to catch 5 mice in one day!!

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Still at least one or two are left…

The twisted joke of the whole thing: the small animal I wanted to have as a pet was a guinneapig!