In our utmost pursuit to preclude the continuous multiplication of uninvited rodentry in our humble abode, yours truly has adjudicated the potentials of manned intrusion to the dampish, feculent habitat of a family of mice that has invaded every extreme corners of our bungalow–not through the convenience of affordable rodenticides available at commoner grocery and hardware stores, but with the most natural means of a strenuous, most physical approach to eradicate the population of these yucky, eewy, scratchy, stinky tiny moving tailed smart thingies here… wtf?! No more nosebleeding terminilogies fergawdsakes!
Enough with that focking literary pretension.
Remember when I first blogged about my mom who caught a lizard out of nowhere? Well, this is not actually the repetition, but all the quiet while I was busy with some work here on my laptop table (ie. tabla ng kahoy on my lap–hence, laptop table), my mom just suddenly shrieked in terror and delight with that small creature she was holding inside our room.
A mouse?!
Bwahahaha! Ano ka ngayon? Bwahahahaha!
Yep. She was rejoicing for the 2nd mouse she caught.
It was mom who insisted me to take pictures of this poor, but nastily annoying critter that’s been eating our jigsaw carpet inside our cabinet. Mom had a difficult time catching this thing, though.
"Grabe, yun ang unang beses na talunan ako ng daga sa tanang buhay ko. Ba naman, binantayan ko talaga siya ng halos 30 minutes na lumabas sa ilalim ng cabinet tapos AYDIYOSKOPO tumalon siya mula sa cartolina sa gilid ng cabinet! Ang talino namang bubwit na iyan. Eto ang sa kanya…"
-Mom
(Just amazing. That was the first time in my entire life that a mouse jumped over me . Like, I even waited for 30 mid for it to come out underneath the cabinet and then OHMYGOD it jumped out of that cartolina roll beside it! What a smart rodent so here, eat this, you…)
But how did she catch it? She managed to grab the mouse by its tail behind our wall clock and squished its nape to paralyze it (if that’s how it’s properly called). And then, groggy and coughing and limpy, I took my digicam and Kodak-ed that pesky rodent within Mom’s reach.
For your information, I’m not scared of rodents. I even chase them from one room to another. But everytime I did that, my Mighty-Bonded cheap eyeglasses always fall off. And the cockroaches… damn! Why have cockroaches during a mouse hunt? I’m so scared of roaches…
Galing ng mom ko, no?
One down, three more to go.
