Snap!

So as I was sitting on the deck working hard... (yeah right) this morning I saw a small black image scurry off to my right.

Mouse!

It scurried away into a hole in the ground near the garage.

Now being the intrepid hunter I am, I considered my options. After all this is man's work, Barb would freak out if she saw a mouse. What to do? Should I fill in the hole? Set a trap near the hole?

Where is my dog when I need her?

I could call for help, cause I am a chicken when it comes to this stuff. Hey, these things have teeth!

I went for technology. A better mousetrap!

Well actually just one of the cheap ones you buy at the hardware store. You know the kind, these are made of wood and if you don't move fast bang your finger is toast.

Now we live in the country, actually on an island. Not sure how this little rodent made it here, (maybe an Olympic swimmer) but there is a causeway. But that is usually just a great spot for roadkill of these varmints.

Squirrels don't fare much better on that road...

But I digress, so this great white hunter set the trap (without setting it off, a minor miracle in itself) and went back to working on the laptop.

About 15 minutes later, SNAP!

As I looked around the corner cautiously I half expected to see poor Mickey in his final throes...

So what did I see, a trap upside down, clearly set off, and a chipmunk booking it down the garden path for anywhere away from me and the trap!

Must have scared the devil out of him... :)

Now, I like chipmunks sort of, and I know all of you do, so rather than tick off all our friends and clients I removed the trap and went with other methods for the mouse.

My neighbour has this 300 pound cat that has been looking a little peckish lately, perhaps an invitation to dinner is in order...