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Marathon — 13 Comments

  1. I hate those disgusting little beasts. I just rid myself of one in the past month. When I heard him eating my ramen noodles I set traps and duct taped his access hole closed. I threw out all the noodles and never heard from him since. He hasn’t touched the traps and there is no sign of him. He must have moved to a different apartment. Disgusting little beasts they are!

    • and duct taped his access hole closed”  For some reason my eyes skipped the word “access” there and I though to myself that it was a bit extreme?

      Anyway I am delighted to hear that my cat is as fucking useless as yours.

  2. You could try a few lines of Robbie Burns!

    Wee, sleekit, cowran, tim’rous beastie,
    O, what a panic’s in thy breastie!
    Thou need na start awa sae hasty,
    Wi’ bickering brattle!
    I wad be laith to rin an’ chase thee,
    Wi’ murd’ring pattle!

  3. In contrast to popular myth, they aren’t cheese fans. Try fruit cake in the break-back trap: or that’s what I was told on a vermin eradication.

    • Make the cat pay a fee for each day it doesn’t catch Marathon.
      Oh, and don’t forget to warn Cat that it will also be a hefty fee if she catches Marathon and puts him somewhere where you can’t avoid stepping in the remains. Barefoot, of course, immediately after standing up one fine morn.

  4. “crap in the garden like the rest of us”

    Another keyboard sprayed with coffee.
    Easily the best laugh of the week so far, for which many thanks.

  5. Irish Spring bar soap works a treat, we use it. Cut up small chunks from the bar and put them everywhere you think the mouse has traveled and watch the sucker move out. They hate the stuff. Toss a a couple pieces in the bastard’s access hole as well. Even better, use the chunks to heard it to your traps?

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