12.31.05
Another day, more mice caught in the little basement apartment that I call home. Two, to be specific, 2 more, one in the old fashioned trap, and one in the more modern sticky trap. I guess I underestimated the effectiveness of the trap from the outset, it pretty much smashed the little face into the wooden plank rather effectively, leaving a pool of blood behind, which looked a lot like a ketchup spill. I guess I keep telling myself, between squints, it was better him than I.