With infinite patience, my little pride staked out the fridge all morning.
Eventually, the little mole poked its nose out and got chased into the living room. The cats herded it behind a bookcase and when it tried to slip away from the other side of the bookcase, I was there with a plastic container.
I planned to kill it (like any mouse I catch) but I just didn't have the heart. Moles aren't trying to set up colonies inside my house, so I don't really have a problem with them. He's been released safe and sound (if a little worse for wear, somewhat traumatized and probably a little wiser) out behind my garage. May he live a long (outdoor) and cat free life!
I rewarded my fearless hunters with extra treats. Once those were gone, they returned to stake out the bookcase. Persistence. I like that in a cat.
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About Me
- Greybishop
- An old guy who you would find boring. Special skills include: Ability to eat a whole pizza in a single sitting, regardless of size; Amazing taste in comic book related apparel; My cleverest moments invariably occur when there's no audience.
2 comments:
Trust me...the mole will appreciate your mercy. Most every bug/critter with whom I've done the catch and release thing has learned to stay away. We have a short convo (in between my squeals and hyperventilating) and it seems they understand. Or I am just so crazy they opt to stay away for that reason.
I'll do mercy for all but mice. No mercy for the mice!
Once you've had the damned things in your house (they're rodent roaches as far as I'm concerned) your capacity for catch and release (they'll ALWAYS find their way back if you let them go) will diminish by one species.
I will break for turtles and baby wild turkeys (as I did today), I'll even try to steer around a snake crossing the road, but mice? Die!
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