Protein rich milk
Twice a day i feed the young calves milk. Sour milk which comes from a big barrel which sits beside the area where the calves are kept. The milk's been there for goodness how long. Milk gone bad and the cows can still gulp it down as though it's the best thing they've every had. No wonder cows need 4 stomachs.
Anyhow, there has been tonnes of flies these days. Must be coz of the warmer weather. The flies love to hang around the milk. some of them drown in it and so of course it goes to the cows and they still lap it all up.
On saturday, while preparing the milk, i found a dead mouse in the barrel. Ewwwwwww! It looked like the kind of mice that Mitzy kills.
I give a constipated scream and Inge asks me what's wrong. I tell him i found a dead mouse and he says 'oh, they like milk.' *diao*. So i scoop it out and throw it out to the grass.
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Sunday i find another one. I go 'Ahhh!'. Didn't bother telling Inge this time round.
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Monday i find another one... this time sian already. Been there, done that. So as usual i scoop it up and throw it out.
So i've concluded that either mice love drinking milk. Or it's just a case of three blind mice.
Anyhow, there has been tonnes of flies these days. Must be coz of the warmer weather. The flies love to hang around the milk. some of them drown in it and so of course it goes to the cows and they still lap it all up.
On saturday, while preparing the milk, i found a dead mouse in the barrel. Ewwwwwww! It looked like the kind of mice that Mitzy kills.
I give a constipated scream and Inge asks me what's wrong. I tell him i found a dead mouse and he says 'oh, they like milk.' *diao*. So i scoop it out and throw it out to the grass.
.
.
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Sunday i find another one. I go 'Ahhh!'. Didn't bother telling Inge this time round.
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.
.
Monday i find another one... this time sian already. Been there, done that. So as usual i scoop it up and throw it out.
So i've concluded that either mice love drinking milk. Or it's just a case of three blind mice.
4 Comments:
For readers who live in countries where they might find a mouse in the house this is another way to trap and kill them. Drowning by milk. Besides my patented peanut butter on mouse trap placed in paper bag. A drop of vanilla essence on top of the peanut butter if I am feeling charitable and want its last meal to be a delicious one. SNAP! and a dead mouse ensues with no mess. Very satisfying indeed.
wha, should try that next time so that they don't go disturb the milk for the cows.
p.s do american mice die lying on their backs tooooooooo??????
arhahahaha!
er IS, vanilla essence is all well and good to enhance flavour when it's like in baked goods, but on its own, it really is quite unpleasant, just smells nice but tastes BLECH. so not so sure about your act of charity there!
Haha, I think lots of things die on their backs. It's only proper. There's this great Finnish movie called A Man Without A Past that Tang recommended to me which has these lines:
M: What do I owe you?
Electrician: If you ever find me face down in the gutter, be so good as to turn me on my back.
Ho ho.
And yes Rachel, you've caught me out. It is more for the smell not for the sake of their taste buds. Mice like to go through tunnels, ergo the paper bag that holds the trap. They are attracted to fragrant smells (therefore the vanilla essence) and like American kiddies, they like peanut butter (and milk), so the trap becomes irresistible. I am a mouse killer strategist.
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