03.29.10 :: 9:45 am
Yes. Due to all this infernal fucking demolition going on around our apartment, we've involuntarily taken in a fucking cavalcade of mice. I've only seen one, but the droppings are all over the kitchen so Ry and I did what any sane people in such a situation would do: we cleaned the everloving SHIT out of the place. I really wish Stoosh were still around because she would've taken care of this problem immediately. Ugh. What's getting me though is that they're not taking the bait on the traps. UGH I cannot live one second longer knowing those little shits are scurrying around OUR STUFF. How I yearn for the satisfying SNAP of a metal clamping down on a nasty rodent head. Off to mop the floors, yet AGAIN. |