A mouse somehow found his way into the cupboard under the sink. If there are any creatures I am truly afraid of they are mice - and even more so, rats. Spiders and reptiles I can handle OK, but there's something really creepy about rodents, so this one had to go.
The huntsman of the house set two traps - one in the cupboard where I saw him, and, without even thinking, we put one beside the dishwasher. We've found over the years that there's rarely just one mouse; they usually turn up in twos or threes.
The first night there was a mouse in the trap under the sink.
The second night we caught my pet kitchen skink. Very sad!
He had become so tame these past few weeks, appearing on the kitchen floor, right there beside me, at all times of the day. I had even been contemplating putting out tiny food and water dishes for him.
There are family members in residence in the living room and the spare bedroom, but I'll miss my kitchen companion.
When I was at home in Maryborough for Dad's funeral there was a skink which had taken to coming inside the house. He was about a foot long. I can share your grief at the accidental demise of your kitchen companion.
Posted by: Tjilpi | April 18, 2006 at 02:16 PM
Hi Jude, (love your name)
Came to your blog through the Aging Project. I love your pics. We are the same age and I would like you to stop by my blog sometime. Your life out there sounds exciting and interesting.
I am a writer of poetry and prose and also a health research writer, mainly on the study of aging.
I would love to hear from you.
to your good health,
sage
http://www.essenceofsage.blogspot.com
Posted by: sage | April 19, 2006 at 01:38 AM
Oh no, that's too sad.
Maybe that's a good reason for using those "live traps" to catch mice, the kind where you take mousie outside
somewhere away from the house and release it to live or die according to the laws of the jungle. My husband
always said, Phooey, the mice just find their way back to the house eventually, but I don't know; I think it's
just dogs and c*ts that do that.
Posted by: Kit Hubert | April 19, 2006 at 11:44 AM
Too sad, poor little skink!
I fear so much rodents! They transmit many diseases! Fortunately I don't have any rodents in my house and in my yard. Really, I don't know why... But I have many skinks all around my house, in and out!
Posted by: Sonia | April 20, 2006 at 12:41 AM
I must say, Tj, that I might find a skink a foot long in the house a bit challenging - especially thinking about the droppings.
No, Kit, couldn't bear the thought of freeing a live mouse from a trap. He might run up my arm! I don't have any worry about disposing of a dead one though. I usually leave the body where I think a kookaburra might find it - although I think they prefer theirs live.
Hi Sonia - how interesting that you have no mice or rats. Perhaps you have a cat - or maybe there are birds that keep the population down.
Thanks for stopping by, Sage. I visited your blog. You have some interesting links and recipes, and some I've saved, but all that healthy living - rather intimidating for someone with lackadaisical tendencies like me!
Posted by: | April 21, 2006 at 08:43 AM
I am guessing it was quick and painless. By the way, you have a really clean floor!
Posted by: Tabor | April 21, 2006 at 02:16 PM