Weekend Update
Sunday morning lazyness. Listening to NPR after about 3 hours of sleep. Yes, I did some drinking last night so am up 'early' this morning.
The downtown hangout next to my old job, Octane Interlounge, famous for it's high prices and abyssmal service, had a big 10th Birthday party last night. Since I've been spending a bit more time there, using their Wi=Fi, I wanted to go. And to invite and hang out with S. She was just coming in from out of town and arrived late, but we had several drinks, and a great long chat about people and relationships. We then moved to a cheaper music bar Kryptonite, whose prices have also gone up, and closed down that place. A fun night of expensive drinking, but a long overdue catch-up with a dear friend.
Winter is hanging on here in N. IL. We got snow a while back, and have had cold weather since, so it's still hanging around. Then last night, about the time I was leaving for the bar, it started flurrying again. We're supposed to get a little more today, but we'll see how little it really is.
The cold weather has also driven some mice into the house. So needless to say, there are times that the cats are very intent at the undersides of appliances or furniture. We decided to get serious when Wife caught a mouse climing out of one of the bird cages, raiding THEIR food. I've set out some traps, and keep moving them to keep the mice on their toes. I've done the live traps before, but they're not as effective, and not as easy to set, bait and release (or, dare I say it, satisfying to my primitive, vindictive, rodent exterminating side.) , so I've gone with the traditional spring/snap traps (and they're cheap).
Last night as I came in, just inside the front door there was a box, upside down, with two phone books on top of it, in the middle of the room. Wife explained that she heard a snap from the kitchen, and moments later, Caliph, our nosey, less than talented, mouser came parading into the room with the mouse in his mouth... complete with trap dangling from the mouse. Stupid cat. Not so much hunter as gatherer. So, not willing to touch it herself, she just boxed it for me.
I've thought about putting down poison for them, but I don't like the idea of dead mice lazing about in my wallspaces and crawlspaces.
Nothing like a project to keep my mind busy. I really should be packing instead.
The downtown hangout next to my old job, Octane Interlounge, famous for it's high prices and abyssmal service, had a big 10th Birthday party last night. Since I've been spending a bit more time there, using their Wi=Fi, I wanted to go. And to invite and hang out with S. She was just coming in from out of town and arrived late, but we had several drinks, and a great long chat about people and relationships. We then moved to a cheaper music bar Kryptonite, whose prices have also gone up, and closed down that place. A fun night of expensive drinking, but a long overdue catch-up with a dear friend.
Winter is hanging on here in N. IL. We got snow a while back, and have had cold weather since, so it's still hanging around. Then last night, about the time I was leaving for the bar, it started flurrying again. We're supposed to get a little more today, but we'll see how little it really is.
The cold weather has also driven some mice into the house. So needless to say, there are times that the cats are very intent at the undersides of appliances or furniture. We decided to get serious when Wife caught a mouse climing out of one of the bird cages, raiding THEIR food. I've set out some traps, and keep moving them to keep the mice on their toes. I've done the live traps before, but they're not as effective, and not as easy to set, bait and release (or, dare I say it, satisfying to my primitive, vindictive, rodent exterminating side.) , so I've gone with the traditional spring/snap traps (and they're cheap).
Last night as I came in, just inside the front door there was a box, upside down, with two phone books on top of it, in the middle of the room. Wife explained that she heard a snap from the kitchen, and moments later, Caliph, our nosey, less than talented, mouser came parading into the room with the mouse in his mouth... complete with trap dangling from the mouse. Stupid cat. Not so much hunter as gatherer. So, not willing to touch it herself, she just boxed it for me.
I've thought about putting down poison for them, but I don't like the idea of dead mice lazing about in my wallspaces and crawlspaces.
Nothing like a project to keep my mind busy. I really should be packing instead.
posted by Intothelight4now at 12:45 PM
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