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Current Events => The DUmpster => Topic started by: Tess Anderson on August 11, 2011, 02:13:03 PM
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"Tweak", figures:
DainBramaged (1000+ posts) Thu Aug-11-11 02:59 PM
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Survival of the fittest
Edited on Thu Aug-11-11 03:08 PM by DainBramaged
I work in a sea of asphalt. Our frontage is over a quarter mile. There is nothing green for nearly 500 feet behind us and to the right of the building I work in. My office/workshop is on the second floor. Looking out is a four lane highway and about a quarter mile that way is a river.
Two weeks ago tomorrow I bought a one pound bag of pistachios from the nut man. He's been coming here (and hundreds of other businesses) for over 25 years. He's put two daughters through college selling nuts and candies to retail establishments and office buildings in my area.
I like the occasional nut. Good for you and they make you work to enjoy them. So I left the bag on my desk over the weekend and came back Monday morning last week to find a small hole in the bottom of the bag. I didn't think much of it, and last week enjoyed my nuts a few times. This past Monday, the bag was on the floor and nearly empty. My bad I thought. I finished them and thought nothing of it.
This morning I come in turn on my computer (one I built for me) and it starts making a racket. My computer is a very compact chassis Shuttle and takes up little space. I immediately turn it off, disconnect it and open it up on my workbench.
It's FULL of pistachio shells and other assorted junk, half-eaten Reese's Pieces, the remainder of some Cheetos (yes, but I don't live in a basement). And tiny tiny tiny mouse turds. Smaller than a grain of rice by a large amount. I left a slot cover off the back to let the video card I use get a little more air, and that's how the bugger decided to get in AFTER climbing up my desk and pilfering my nuts and now taking up residence in my computer. How he got here amazes me. But he found me and now mooches my nuts. Not much, enough to survive. I moved his "home" to the floor this morning, so it should be easier for him to go back if he chooses.
I will not destroy him. Any creature who came this far and worked so hard to share my pistachios is OK in my book. I will get a trap that will not hurt him, buy him a home at PetSmart this weekend, and he can stay under my care as long as he wants.
I think I'll call him Tweak.
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the remainder of some Cheetos (yes, but I don't live in a basement)
:lmao:
I will not destroy him. Any creature who came this far and worked so hard to share my pistachios is OK in my book. I will get a trap that will not hurt him, buy him a home at PetSmart this weekend, and he can stay under my care as long as he wants.
I wouldn't destroy him either, but he really should be free, the poor thing living in a cage isn't good. Oh, and be careful of the droppings, something called Hanta Virus out there and it's serious.
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Ballygrl, you stole my Hanta Virus post. :hammer: :-)
It's actually quite dangerous. And I agree, he shouldn't be caged.
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Ballygrl, you stole my Hanta Virus post. :hammer: :-)
It's actually quite dangerous. And I agree, he shouldn't be caged.
I actually knew someone who died of it. I think it's caused mostly by field mice? but can't imagine it not being in other mice.
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That's just like a lib. Got a rodent problem then redefine them as pets and you no longer have a rodent problem
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I wouldn't destroy him either, but he really should be free, the poor thing living in a cage isn't good. Oh, and be careful of the droppings, something called Hanta Virus out there and it's serious.
Liberalism in a microcosm:
1. Find something
2. Assume it's natural state is unnatural
3. Subsidize its existence
4. Hold it captive to make yourself feel as if you're improving its station
5. Be oblivious to potential dangers from doing the above
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Just yesterday I increased the body count from my garage traps by two, today at Wally World I picked up a new four pack of snap traps to replace the used ones. (fresh traps seem to work best and they are cheap). Unlike our government, I am not into catch and release of vermin. They just come back. Funny, I never used traps when I had a cat. Hum, cause and effect? :-)
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DUmmy has a free-range mouse.
I love those goo traps. A mouse steps on it, gets stuck, and gets more stuck the more he struggles.
Sometimes he ends up a little suffocated ball of goo.
It's great!
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DUmmy has a free-range mouse.
I love those goo traps. A mouse steps on it, gets stuck, and gets more stuck the more he struggles.
Sometimes he ends up a little suffocated ball of goo.
It's great!
I like a nice clean kill. Snap all done. The cat liked to play with them first.
Drain sounds like a Shawshank candidate. :lol:
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A number of years ago a guy told me about an office that caught fire. When the investigation was done it was found that a mouse had used an open slot cover to gain access to a computer that was left on 24 hours a day. The mouse apparently pissed in the right (or wrong) spot, and one thing led to another. I don't know how true the story is, but the guy was telling it as fact.
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How compassionate.
I wonder if DainBramaged supports abortion. Most likely he does. But he cares about that little mouse, dammit.
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Another filthy disgusting liberal. I wonder how many pet roaches he has that he's not admitting?
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Holy shit! He's got Hillary in his tower!
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the remainder of some Cheetos (yes, but I don't live in a basement)
I actually laughed at that one.
From their own mouth they freely admit that they eat Cheetos.
I detect some embellishment from the brain drained one. He states that the computer is his as he built it and not his employers. I call bullshit on this.
He works for a small auto dealership in NJ. If the computer was his, he would have to have company software on his personal computer. I don't see that happening.
When I was working, EDS would replace my computer every six months.
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Just yesterday I increased the body count from my garage traps by two, today at Wally World I picked up a new four pack of snap traps to replace the used ones. (fresh traps seem to work best and they are cheap). Unlike our government, I am not into catch and release of vermin. They just come back. Funny, I never used traps when I had a cat. Hum, cause and effect? :-)
Once upon a time, my parents owned a mangy, lazy alley cat who came to cadge free food one day and stayed. Dad's up in the attic and notices mouse droppings. He cut down on his cat food bill by hoisting the cat into the attic without food (only water), and closing him up for two days. Cat came out, having gained valuable hunting experience nabbing his MouseMeal, and it was all very NATURAL and ECO-FRIENDLY. :-)
Our late, deeply missed Dominic was a Miniature Schnauzer mix from the pound who killed and partially ate NINE mice in our backyard within the first three months of adopting him. It's been five years and we've yet to espy a single mouse.
Why try to capture vermin? They need killing, plain and simple. Just like the verminous Muslim terrorists. I don't give a **** why they shot down that chopper last weekend-only that the main perp is deader than a doornail. One of the terrorists' victims was the brother-in-law of my vet. I sent her flowers, but what I'd like to be able to do for all the dead military members' families is for us to FINISH the damn job and quit giving a damn about Muslim "sensibilities" and "outreach" and all that other happy horseshit. :fuelfire:
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From their own mouth they freely admit that they eat Cheetos.
Hey! I love Cheetos! I'll have a bag while watching a DVD, but I always forget a napkin. So I end up with orange socks.
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Hey! I love Cheetos! I'll have a bag while watching a DVD, but I always forget a napkin. So I end up with orange socks.
Same here. Only the soft ones though. I keep a damp washcloth handy.
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Mice are incontinent, so I hope he disinfected his work area really well...
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DainBramaged
I like the occasional nut.
I'd say you do. You hang out on a board full of them.
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DainBramaged
I like the occasional nut.
Ummm. :p
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I wonder what his boss / building manager would think of him harbouring a disease spreading, building damaging pest like that in his work area.
Just me - I'd go get a big box of Ratsak and engage in some chemical warfare on the furry little shit machines.
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In my first year of teaching in Baltimore, the school had quite a rodent issue. I never thought much about it until I opened the bottom drawer of my desk and saw a brown mouse looking up at me with his little black eyes. I didn't scream-I was paralyzed with fear for a moment, and the mouse scurried out of the drawer and into the heater, causing my ghetto children to panic. Knowing I couldn't do anything in the moment, I named the mouse Steamboat Willie.
A couple of weeks later there was this odd squeaking noise in the back of my room. I asked one of my kids to go see if they could find the source...it was Steamboat Willie, stuck to a glue trap. It took maintenance a good half hour to come and get rid of it.
And I won't even tell you about what we found in the faculty lounge. :puke:
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Dainbramaged, take the mousie somewhere safe.
Turn it loose.
You are not qualified to care for it.
Nuff said.
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I am still waiting for Nadin to come in and dazzle everyone with her vast knowledge of the rodent kingdom.
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I am still waiting for Nadin to come in and dazzle everyone with her vast knowledge of the rodent kingdom.
I wouldn't trust her. She's Rat shit crazy.
Groan!