So, I am sitting down in my office to start on my day's work, when I spot something moving out of the corner of my eye.
I look over, and see a mouse on the floor. A white mouse. (So I knew it wasn't just some random mouse that wandered in from outside, unless there's some escaped population of labmice around).
I am not really afraid of mice, but I don't like to get too close to them; years and years ago, one of my grade-school classrooms had pet mice and I remember one day the teacher let us hold them and one bit me. Yeah. (It didn't break the skin but it kind of hurt all the same).
So I stood looking at the mouse in brief amazement, and then thought, "I should capture the little booger and return him to whomever he belongs to."
(Then I remembered that one of my colleagues had had a couple white mice as "demonstration" animals for a class he was teaching in the interim - it's one of those classes for teachers who want to goose up their qualifications and learn how to do experimental science in the classroom).
Fortunately, I had an empty coffee jar on my bookshelf - one of my colleagues had been saving his instant coffee jars for me to make kill jars out of for capturing bugs (yes, I know, it's complicated...). So I grabbed the jar, dumped out the tiny bit of residual coffee, and with a little effort, popped it over the mouse.
And then I went down the hall and found Colleague, and asked him, "Have you had an escapee in the past couple days?"
He was kind of embarrassed - yes, he had, but apparently had not seen fit to WARN us (like I said, I'm not afraid of mice but some people might be). So he came down and retrieved it.
But yeah, never a dull moment at my U.
Tuesday, June 02, 2009
Never a dull moment
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2 comments:
I love that that was the conclusion you jumped to first. . . most people would have pest control on the phone pronto.
Oh I love toe eat them mousies...
mousies what I love to eat!
bite they little heads off,
nibble on they tiny feet!
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