One of life’s more disgusting little chores…

I haven’t been in Landlady’s house for two weeks, since her last visit. My bad – since (if I remember correctly) she’s due this weekend or actually this evening, I let myself in this morning to check for mice in traps.

Unfortunately it seems the mice decided to visit her traps maybe 20 minutes after she left. Even a diminutive 2-week-old corpse makes a noisome disgusting mess.

I couldn’t just dump the traps’ contents off the front porch like usual, I had to scrape them out with my knife. And that left me kind of stuck for a way to clean things up: The water is turned off, and even if I turned it back on I didn’t want to clean rotting mouse out of the traps and off my blade in her kitchen sink. I pondered.

Ah! This is one reason I carry water in the Jeep – the other reason being a fossil of the long period when the cooling system had that chronic leak – and by coincidence there was also an empty jug in the back. Remember I said they’re useful?

In fairness one of those useless 2.5 gallon abominations would have done as well here, I guess…

But anyway, her cabin should smell not nearly so bad by the time she gets here.

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2 Responses to One of life’s more disgusting little chores…

  1. Mike says:

    Yuck! You’re a good man for taking care of this Joel.

  2. Robert says:

    Coulda been worse. Coulda been rats. I get squicky trying to not remember it. I hope Landlady appreciates your belated visit.

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