Sunday, November 23, 2008

The War Rages On



Don't let the cuteness fool you. I opened my cabinet- my previously CLEAN cabinet, and found them. Little presents to remind me of my mortal enemy.

Not just mouse droppings. GREEN mouse droppings. Which means one of two things:

He's gotten irradiated by the microwave and will soon be as big, and as demanding, as my dog;

Or he's eaten the Green Pellets of Death and they've passed harmlessly through his tiny, cursed intestinal tract.

Either way, cleaning bright green mouse poop was so not how I wanted to spend my day.

6 comments:

StarvingWriteNow said...

If that's an actual picture, he's precious. What are you naming him? (lol)

Ann-Catrin said...

Cute picture.

Too bad the pellets of death didn't work. Good luck with the mousetrapping.

Missie said...

I am so calling PETA on you. Pam Anderson will soon be at your door demanding amnesty for the mouse. Just warnin ya.

Robyn said...

No, it's not an actual pic, but they're all that cute!

Ann-Catrin, I bought the death pellets because the traps didn't work. Sigh.

Just try it, Missie. I'll tell her about the dead animal skin hanging on your wall.

writtenwyrdd said...

Aww! So cuuute! I've caught two of the little bastards myself this week. Kill 'em all.

laughingwolf said...

best send out a call for SUPERCAT ;) lol