I went outside to take a look at my garden and check on all that corn I semi-accidentally planted in spring. Well, I thought it was my garden. The squeaky little squirrel in the photograph above preached me a half hour sermon about having been on this property for years before I showed up to make a mess of things. I think that’s what the squirrel was saying anyway. Since I am a man I am wired to tune out higher pitched voices according to a study done at Sheffield University in the …now what the… a bug or something is crawling up my leg. The audacity! Here buddy have some DEATH!
See this is why humans became so aggressive. Everything is either attempting to eat us or our food the minute we stop trying to kill it. I was trying to figure out why so few of my tomatoes were ripening when I noticed the deer have been eating them.
Anytime I go outside after dark they are strutting around like they own the place, even coming up on the step to eat the Halloween decorations in the fall. So we have the Colorado potato beetles eating the potato plants, about six different worms eating the potatoes themselves, this year some despicable tiny little green monsters decimating the dill plants, and the deer eating almost everything else. So stay inside I thought. That seems like a good solution on the surface but being inside is only a marginal improvement since the mice showed up. We live in a hundred-year-old building that was once a hotel. The mice have a lot of places to hide.
We decided to trap the mice.
I have never seen the IQ test results of a mouse, but I am fairly sure they would give me a run for my money. It seems we have to get a new kind of trap each time we catch a mouse. They are fast learners. I think we are winning at the moment, but they may be planning an offensive this very evening for all I know.
I love nature, but sometimes a person just wants to be left alone.