i was sitting up late, surfing the web and wasting precious time on facebook when i could have been doing some of tomorrows school work or reading how the lates Raptor clone tore someone's heart out in Jurassic Park. I had let my iPod run in the other room, which was a good thing, cause in the next room i heard a small scream. Not a loud scream like someone was getting killed, but my mom doesn't scream very often and so i figured id check it out.
She'd seen a mouse.
my mom haaaates mice. like bad. so she went and got caleb, and we got the closed tore apart, caught the mouse, and took it outside. No big deal. so we're all sitting in the living room having a good laugh over it, then mom leaves to go back into her room. back to wasting time on facebook again, when she comes out and tell us she'd seen another one.
back into the room we go, but this time we don't know where to look.
we literally tore up my parents whole room before we figured the little bastard was no where to be found.
so, frustrated and annoyed, me and cabe are thinking of what to do.
he jokingly suggested that i 'turn out the lights and turn on NCIS and wait for the little bugger to come back out.'
...we'll, we had nothing better to do.
lights out.
NCIS on.
Steakout begins.
...not 20 minutes in i see a streak of brown shoot across the floor in the dim light, so i hollared for Caleb. took us a couple minutes to get him cornered; right underneath a bookshelf with half an inch clearance from the bottom shelf to the floor. after much discussing, we assembled a blockade for it, and got a long broom handle to push it gently out.
well that gently didn't work so well for my comrade.
he arm slipped, and all i heard was the thud of the the handle squishing something between itself and the wooden barrier.
and out crawls this little brown mouse; twitching and squeaking gently.
...
fifteen minutes before i would have traded my night's sleep to just have that mouse dead, but now all i saw was it twitching on the ground.
i yelled at caleb to get out of the room, and gently picked up the mouse in my hands.
it stopped twitching after a while though i could still feel its heartbeat a little. I just held it and cried. Eventually i rolled it over, and it gripped my hand with its little claws.
it was still alive.
so i scrubbed some of the tears from my eyes and wrapped him gently in a towel and took him outside, where he eventually scampered off into the woods.
:3
omg i was so happy.
It tore me up inside to think that that little critter was dying in my hands. to think that his life was leaving him while i held him there just ripped me up.
its different then like a spider or a snake.
iunno.
(for those of you who read my twitter, that was the 'little shit-faced' rodent i was talking about)
3 days ago