I didn't kill a mouse today. I carried the poor little thing from the staircase, where he had tried to escape but realised there were no place to hide, to the garden. I thought his heart had stopped by fear when he didn't move as I put him down. A couple of minutes later he was gone. I guess he was using the strategy "if I don't move she won't notice me". The same strategy children use when they think the duvet will protect them from the evil hidden in the darkness of the night.
I still kept the mousetraps in my bedroom. I just hope I won't need to empty them from anything.
Hajk & Hallrenovering
1 day ago
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