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Survival

Winter View

Winter View

You would agree that it seems quite cold outside today? So, we are not alone in our opinion of the weather, and I discovered that another species feels this way as well.

So, we have a mouse or two (or a dozen) in our garage this winter, and, although I’ve tried to ignore them, this week they chewed their way into the birdseed and dog food bags and made a rather large mess for their diminutive size.

Yesterday, we picked up two mousetraps, the catch-and-release type because Cam and I just couldn’t bear to kill them outright. We set the traps last night, and, sure enough, there was a mouse in one of them this morning.

We decided to release said mouse on our way to a friend’s house this morning, along a stretch of rural road that has a fair amount of woods, some downed trees and seemed to be “mouse friendly,” with lots of hiding places.

I had my camera ready to catch a photo of this newly freed mouse before we walked about 10 feet into the woods, while the snow was softly falling. Cameron opened the trap, and the mouse dropped softly into the new snow. But before I could even get my camera focused, he was off like a rocket—the opposite direction.

This mouse had no intention of living his life in the wild, among his fellow woodland creatures. He darted directly toward my truck, scooted underneath and promptly shimmied his way up a back tire and into the bottom of the Tahoe. Cam and I peered under the truck, but he was long gone and hidden, awaiting his ride back to the garage, no doubt.

So, of course, I obliged. I dropped Cam off at his friend’s house and returned home. As I parked the Tahoe, I wondered if I should have purchased the other mousetraps, the ones that quickly dispatch the little troublemakers.

But then I thought about this resilient little mouse, who not only got a delicious meal of peanut butter in said trap, but also had the adventure of a lifetime today. And, if he indeed returned home to his nest after an eight-mile ride on the bottom of the Tahoe, he most certainly deserves to pass on his genes as one of those who exemplifies the term survival of the fittest.

5 comments

  1. Great post. When I lived in IN, my roommate and i had mice problems too. They lived in the corn field next door but liked the warmth of our back closet and its bag of dog food. They showed up the second year i was there, and i think I left first. Bu they did stay in that back little closet–for the most part. Good luck with your new pets. maybe after the cold weather subsides, they will go home.

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