Yesterday I was watching TV and having lunch when I noticed a mouse sitting on a small pile next to the sofa that holds the worn out computer printers my brother wants me to fix. He retreated behind the trashcan and then climbed the lampcord into the trash can. When I went to pull the drawstring bag out of the trash can he buried himself under the trash. So I carried him out of the house in the bag and dumped him in the large trash bin near the street.
All the cats that run around and over the house can't keep the furry little rodents's out. No one should be force to cohabit with mice. But being a sex offender forces me to stay in this rural residence.