I have to take out mice every winter as part of one of my jobs. Ok, they’re cute, and tiny, and pretty much defenseless. But they will eat everything and defecate on everything.
Good old Victor mousetraps. Snap. Dead. Then pick the trap up by the bail and toss it out.
This year the bleeding hearts at that office demanded that I get “humane” mousetraps. After several exchanges of notes, I realized that what they wanted didn’t have a thing to do with being “humane”. That was just the word they used to mean “get us traps where we don’t have to see the dead mouse or possibly touch it.
So I found them live capture traps. And told them it was their job to check the traps every day and decide what to do with the mice. 2 dead so far.
But take the airplane for a 1200 mile round trip? Pure moonbattery!
PS - the Swedes have a terrible problem with suicide too. Much depression in that cold dark socialist land of highly limited opportunity and 70% taxation.
You do know, of course, about the DC rat preservation law? OH! That’s why they’re so full of demonRATS! That law is to protect LIBERALS!
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