we live out in the country next to a wheat field. so i have been waging a personal war against mice in our house, needless to say i think the mice are slightly ahead in the fustration count even if my kill tally is higher. we have what im pretty sure are 3 types of mice. the normal house mouse, deer mice and what i believe is a hybrid between the two.
being a bit of a herper even at 23 im still out flipping boards like a 12 year old looking for snakes and what ever else i can find. actually i was looking for termites last night but thats a whole nother story. anyways i flipped a particular board thats generally always good for finding something interesting. and i find a mommy deer mouse and 5 babies that dont even have their eyes open yet. mommy took off but i desided to sit down and see what would happen. sure enough a minute or two later she comes running back to check on her babies 12 inches from the tip of my shoe. i than proceed to catch her with a handy container, keeping her coraled for the time being. now im at a loss of what to do. so i go get Darla to show her what i found.
Darla comes out of the house and around back and i show here the cute lil nest made with goose feathers and tell her that mommy is under that cup. i can see the look on Darlas face, that "why did you drage me out here" look. i told her im not sure what to do next. she plops down next to me and says turn mommy loose and see what happens. so i did. mommy takes off but i knew she didnt go far and i tell Darla to watch this. and sure enough not 30 seconds later she comes a running back to check on babies. well now we can tell this particular situation has never happened or occured to mommy mouse as she is at a loss of what to do and spends several minutes checking out the babies and running back and forth. finally she desides to carry of the babies to a new spot under a different board 6 feet away. all this with her babies 8 inches form the tips of our shoes, she hauled 3 of the babies away. than we watched her catch a moth for supper(deer mice are partially insectivorus), and than she hauled the last 2 babies under the other board.
Darla looked up at me and said that they would all be in the house this winter, i said yep i know.
she said you could kill them? i said no i just couldnt do it.
she laughed and said you have "hunted" them with a BB gun in the house, set traps, poisoned them and flushed countless of them and you couldnt just stomp those 5 hich you will probably have to trap poison or shoot this winter? i shrugged and said they were outside and they looked so cute and it was way to interesting of a thing to watch.
she laughed and said some great white hunter you are and proceeded to make fun of me all night though she agreed it was a pretty cool thing to watch.
so there, not all us hunters ar sadistic nice guys
being a bit of a herper even at 23 im still out flipping boards like a 12 year old looking for snakes and what ever else i can find. actually i was looking for termites last night but thats a whole nother story. anyways i flipped a particular board thats generally always good for finding something interesting. and i find a mommy deer mouse and 5 babies that dont even have their eyes open yet. mommy took off but i desided to sit down and see what would happen. sure enough a minute or two later she comes running back to check on her babies 12 inches from the tip of my shoe. i than proceed to catch her with a handy container, keeping her coraled for the time being. now im at a loss of what to do. so i go get Darla to show her what i found.
Darla comes out of the house and around back and i show here the cute lil nest made with goose feathers and tell her that mommy is under that cup. i can see the look on Darlas face, that "why did you drage me out here" look. i told her im not sure what to do next. she plops down next to me and says turn mommy loose and see what happens. so i did. mommy takes off but i knew she didnt go far and i tell Darla to watch this. and sure enough not 30 seconds later she comes a running back to check on babies. well now we can tell this particular situation has never happened or occured to mommy mouse as she is at a loss of what to do and spends several minutes checking out the babies and running back and forth. finally she desides to carry of the babies to a new spot under a different board 6 feet away. all this with her babies 8 inches form the tips of our shoes, she hauled 3 of the babies away. than we watched her catch a moth for supper(deer mice are partially insectivorus), and than she hauled the last 2 babies under the other board.
Darla looked up at me and said that they would all be in the house this winter, i said yep i know.
she said you could kill them? i said no i just couldnt do it.
she laughed and said you have "hunted" them with a BB gun in the house, set traps, poisoned them and flushed countless of them and you couldnt just stomp those 5 hich you will probably have to trap poison or shoot this winter? i shrugged and said they were outside and they looked so cute and it was way to interesting of a thing to watch.
she laughed and said some great white hunter you are and proceeded to make fun of me all night though she agreed it was a pretty cool thing to watch.
so there, not all us hunters ar sadistic nice guys
