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Dear World,

I have done a terrible thing. I accidentally stepped on a basement mouse. Now, it is lame. I don't know what the right thing to do is. I feel like I should keep it in a shoebox and make a little splint for it until it hopefully gets better. Or let it back out into the wild. Or snap its neck and end its misery. Seth forbade me from keeping it in a shoebox. I let it go near our back fence, where there are trees and not too good shrubbery. Maybe I should have let it go near our porch, so it could hide under our deck. Then I went back inside, and I heard one of the neighbour's cats crying somewhere above our fence. Then I went back outside, and moved the mouse -- who frankly can't walk very far -- behind a tree, where I know Dorian usually hears mices.

For all I know, I have doomed it in territorial combat with some other mouse.

I am filled with terrible feelings.

The End.



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Aug. 21st, 2013 05:24 pm (UTC)
I would think you'd let it loose under the deck. Me, I'd keeeeel it but then I'm the brutal sort who believes in the simple theory of "you cross my home threshold and you'll die!" Applies to wild rodents, lizards and bugs.
Aug. 21st, 2013 07:24 pm (UTC)
See, I hold on the rodents and lizards. Part of this may be helped that my reaction to them isn't to jump on a chair and flail my arms around. That said, what the cat kills, the cat kills (and I bury). Bugs...yeah, no. Bugs die.

I wanted to let it loose under the deck, but the spouse disapproved. I found the mouse the next morning, beheaded, halfway between the back of the yard and the deck, so now I feel extra guilty.
Aug. 22nd, 2013 12:28 am (UTC)

There was a limit to what you could do, in any case.
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