Tuesday, August 19, 2008
At last, a Dinglenoose story: An act of kindness.
it all started when i opened up the pool cover and saw a wee little mouse stranded atop a safety rope anchor. i catually said, NO WAY! out loud. he was dry. so that meant he was hanging on to the bottom of the cover and i messed up his routine somehow. and so here he was. stuck.
then i tried to net him out. of course he resisted and climbed into the auto cover track.
so i decided not waste time trying to fish him out. and sure enough, 2 minutes later he decided to take a dive. after that it was easy to catch him in the net.
now, being an enemy of nearly all mice everywhere (see Dinglenoose References in the archives. that's what they are there for people!) my first instinct was to kill him without remorse.
but since i was in a town that was an hour away from mine, i decided to let him go so he could reak havoc on the south burbs. maybe he could put in a good word to the other evil mice and leave me alone. which, knock on wood, my family hasn't had to deal with dinglenoose and his stinkiness for awhile. AND I PLAN ON KEEPING IT THAT WAY! so ya hear me, Dingle?!? you start things up again...dead. YA HEAR ME!?! ...dead.
so there. i hope i don't regret this. time will tell.
Drink Pepsi.
it all started when i opened up the pool cover and saw a wee little mouse stranded atop a safety rope anchor. i catually said, NO WAY! out loud. he was dry. so that meant he was hanging on to the bottom of the cover and i messed up his routine somehow. and so here he was. stuck.
then i tried to net him out. of course he resisted and climbed into the auto cover track.
so i decided not waste time trying to fish him out. and sure enough, 2 minutes later he decided to take a dive. after that it was easy to catch him in the net.
now, being an enemy of nearly all mice everywhere (see Dinglenoose References in the archives. that's what they are there for people!) my first instinct was to kill him without remorse.
but since i was in a town that was an hour away from mine, i decided to let him go so he could reak havoc on the south burbs. maybe he could put in a good word to the other evil mice and leave me alone. which, knock on wood, my family hasn't had to deal with dinglenoose and his stinkiness for awhile. AND I PLAN ON KEEPING IT THAT WAY! so ya hear me, Dingle?!? you start things up again...dead. YA HEAR ME!?! ...dead.
so there. i hope i don't regret this. time will tell.
Drink Pepsi.
