We Is Smarter Than Mouses After All

I went back this evening to feed the dogs, and it looks like at least one of the mouse traps worked. The important one, the one in the house next to Petey's food bowl, worked just like advertised. That mouse is now laughing at us from heaven. Had it lived, I would have taken it to a non-euthanasia shelter for wayward animals so they could find a nice home for it...darn the luck. The trap in the garage was tripped also, but for some reason it had been moved out into the side yard. I can only imagine that it got another mouse since it didn't look like either dog had a sore lip or tongue. Neither dog seemed interested in any more mouses also, which leads me to believe that they know what happened to that one in the garage, but aren't telling. I should say that the word "mouses" is the term used for mice that you have a personal interest in...not that any one would want to correct me...you know who you are! Anyway, the traps are the type that you can set up again, as I did, though I hope the problem is licked. Hopefully Leroy will be back next week and we will have all the right animals there and the wrong ones out. Next I may have to go after the snarling wolves in the pasture. I hope the rain stops soon but it looks like it might snow and sleet sometime in the next few days, so I guess I'll have to stick to the long pants for a few more days. Tomorrow Howard wants me to pick up some special feed for Brownie that she can chew better. It might help her digest the grain more since she really can't chew the other very well. She's still hanging on pretty well though, and this might make her even better.