Maximus

I’m gonna engineer me some dead mice.

Come out, come out, wherever you are, Jerry.

Behold! What you see here is a rolling log mouse trap. There’s apparently a hole somewhere behind my dishwasher. Now, Stuart Little (and possibly the rest of his family, too… wretch) has taken up residency in my kitchen. I might not care so much if it wasn’t for my dinner the other night being ruined. (more…)