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The only time I've ever dealt with a mouse in any way was with my first job at a candy store. If I had my way, I would not have used it, but my boss used one of those sticky traps. I worked quickly, and I guess for running a candy store, that was the most important thing, but I felt so bad for the poor little guy.
My nieces used to have a couple of pet rats named Cagney and Lacey. I think mice are cuter.
OH MY...GAWD! LOL pendragon....LOL
I like mice, lovely little things. Understandably though, they're not the most welcome fellows to have running around your home.
You can buy traps quite easily these days that will trap a mouse but not harm it, they've what we've used in the past and have done the trick. Mousey can be released somewhere nice away from the house, you get rid of your unwanted guest...voila, everyone's happy.
OMG pendragon that is amazing !!!!!! lol you just completely cheered me up:D :D:D tee hee. go pen...
by the way, you are so not allowed to have a vacume cleaner around my mice lol.
uhh..you guys I'm really confused. Pen didn't post on this thread (yet?)...um...it's claes with the vaccum...am i seeing things?
Yeah, I've been confused about that too.:confused: I thought it was just too early in the morning and I missed Pen's post.
Yep, I'm guilty of the vacuum cleaner thing. Here is another one from work back in the neolithic days when we used mainframe computers with dumb terminals:Quote:
Originally Posted by crazefest456
One day one of our dumb terminals acted even dumber than usual: It just would not work, so we sent it off for repair. After a few days it was returned together with a note and a plastic bag. The note, supposed to explain the problem with the equipment said "The machinists mate was dead". Huh? :confused: So we opened the bag and out fell the tiny (fried) mouse that had shorted the machine. :sick:
/Claes
haha, I went back looking for Pen's post at least twice.:lol:Quote:
Originally Posted by Shea
oooh, I have many mouse stories... :p yes they can be carriers of hanta virus, but you would probably know if it was in your area ;)
I love mice, I think they're sweet little creatures, and only once accidentally stepped on one! :bawling: a decided 'crunch' under my riding boot heel. I would often be greeted by a few of them in my horses' grain bin when I went to feed them in the morning. They would be running in circles, panicked, pausing to look up at me plaintively with their little paws clasped together. I'd use the grain scoop to scoop them up then release them outside, imagining/hoping that they would not return :lol: I could never figure out how the heck they got into it--a large Rubbermaid container with locking lid--so of course mice must be magical, able to transport themselves through solid objects.
Claes' story reminds me of when a family of mice took up residence in the engine of my car! I don't know how long they had been there but they had an elaborate nest built up near the battery/engine wall, little bits of straw and grass entwined around cables and stuff. When I discovered it there were only droppings, no mice, but I felt awful tearing all of it out. They must have spend *days* building it. They never returned.
Here is yet another one: Many years ago I operated a CMM: A Coordinate Measuring Machine: It was able to measure things in three dimensions, down to the third decimal of a mm. One important fact is that it utilizes air cushion bearings, rather like a hovercraft, but a bit more delicate.
Here is what happened:
On one othewise pleasent morning the machine siezed in one axis during operation. I mean, it really got stuck! Assuming an air bearing had given up I uttered a few unprintable words and called the manufacturer. A service bloke turned up and we had a hard time releasing the siezed bearing (In the end we had to resort to brute force). To my surprise the machine was fully functional when we got it loose.
What on earth was wrong??? :confused: The bearing was obviously not damaged. On further examination we found some kind of dried smear on the bearing surface, in spite of the fact that it had been cleaned the previous day. Now what??? Another clue turned up: Small black thingies inside the machine. Mouse poop! We had mice in the CMM :idea:
The smear was not poop, but it turned out that the confounded rodent had chosen that spot to take a leak. Mouse pee! On the bearing surface. That bearing needed 0.005mm of air to run, and the mouse had beaten that.
Soon afterwards a rat trap snapped in the night, and we plugged some well hidden holes in the walls. Calm was restored. But let me tell you good people: That was one very expensive rodent...
/Claes
Argh! I remember when I had a mouse creeping around in my kitchen :(
I was terrified to even enter that room for a long while until I finally decided to brave it and prepare a cup of tea for myself.
I stood at the kettle and waited for it to boil...
I feel a large furry thing brush against my foot and I screamed thinking it was the mouse. I turned round and it turned out to be my friend stood there and laughing his head off....grrrr.
:lol: the note's hilarious!Quote:
Originally Posted by ClaesGefvenberg