Will’s Thoughts on Houdini The Mouse
Houdini The Mouse Versus The Mouse Traps began on Friday March 9th, so after you read it, check out the video at the bottom of this post for the conclusion of ‘Houdini’s War’!
What started as a scratching noise in our ceiling, has now escalated to a full scale rodent war. Now, don’t get me wrong, I tried to avoid confrontation, but Maid Medoit wasn’t about to let the sinister spectra of unseen critters, scurrying through our walls and ceiling, upset her equanimity (a $10.00 word for peace of mind). At first we thought that maybe Peck (our resident squirrel) had revived his efforts to reclaim our attic, but careful examination of the house’s exterior ruled that out. It was at this point it was ‘decided’ that to solve the problem, ‘we’ would need to gather up night vision video equipment and go through an incredibly involved process to reveal the cause of said scratching noise, and to observe our military offensive in action.
She, whom the world does indeed revolve around, had me install a wireless night vision camera in the attic, and then set up a virtual mine field of mouse traps for the lens to observe.
Then of course, the 42 inch LCD television from the bedroom had to be brought into the living room and placed beside the 50 inch plasma, so Her Excellency could keep one eye on the warfare as it unfolded, and the other on her favorite soap opera. Camera installed, traps baited and set, the mad trapper of Pearson Avenue began her long wait. After several hours of no action, it was only natural to start doubting herself.
But, just minutes later, the cry of “Mouse” rang through the house, and with ‘baited’ breath (and squeaky female squeals of squeamishness), we watched the first fur bearing crumb muncher meet its demise. She then realized that her sister’s suggestion that we had huge rats swarming inside our walls was complete hooey, as we could clearly see our enemy, and it was tiny. Now that we knew all systems were go, and we had taken one out already, the wait intensified. How many more of them were there? If there were more, would the rest come as a swarm, or, one at a time? Would they continue to come despite the deceased body of one their own? It did not take long to find out. Soon another one appeared, and before long, joined its friend in the afterlife.
A few hours later yet another one arrived. But it inspected the bodies of its two kin, then scurried off, not to be seen again that night. The next day, the traps were cleaned and re-set, the camera adjusted, and the wait began again. It was not long before we spotted a member of the Mouseketeers doing rodent recon. We then watched as the little “Houdini” skillfully empty three traps, without tripping one (pics and video on our blog). We could not believe our eyes! It munched on, tugged, pulled, climbed over, sat on, and ran across all three traps, but not one went off. It was incredible, and a challenge to my manhood. Oh, that mouse was ‘going down’ now! The traps were re-baited, and once again, Houdini skillfully stripped every one of them without setting them off. Again, and again, Houdini the daredevil somehow evaded death. That tiny fur ball was a master thief, but he was up against a ‘terminator colossus’. So, how long could, and would, little Houdini’s luck last? Catch the conclusion of ‘Houdini’s War’, in the video at the bottom of this post!
It was only fitting that houdini
It was only fitting that Houdini was relocated to wild, after his efforts to evade the traps it would’ve just been spite to execute him
tata the noo buddy
Just had to comment on your video and story… Really enjoyed your comments and it is plain to see why Houdini is the brains of the operation. I have heard tell that 1 out of 3 mice prefer not to be bonked on the head while eating cheese and he is apparently the one. I can certainly tell that he is much more intelligent than your average rodent, but I have also heard that Mickey is gathering the clan for a clandestine invasion. Keep the recon at full peak … they have patience and will wait until you least expect them.
To Hoolet: My preference would have been to give him a funeral, befitting of his station in life:-)
To Val: The last I heard, Mickey and Mini were in hiding after a Muslim Fatwa declared they must be killed.
For some odd reason Crazy Lady won’t let me use the ‘deceased’ ones to make fridge magnets, which I think would be adorable.
To me, it’s all about mutual respect. I don’t go out in the wild to find mouse houses, then chew on their wiring, nor do I crap in their ceilings. I expect the same respect from them, or they WILL die.