Probably Won't Be Pinning This One

[unknownfate]

So, I am just nuts over Pinterest, and I have started saving paper towel and toilet paper tubes for all the myriad projects I now know of that can be made from tubes of various sizes.

Today, I discovered a new use for a toilet paper tube all on my own.

I was sorting laundry. Jean pile, t-shirt pile, undie pile, towel pile, things to iron* pile, and just as I was wondering if I should have a hoodie pile now that the weather is colder, I dropped some undies into their pile. I glanced down at the pile as I did so. Then I said "Bwah!" Because there on the floor by my unmentionables, dead as a doornail, was Mouse #3.

Had it been there the whole time? Had it been deposited there whilst I was merrily sorting? Which was worse?

There was a cat in sight, but he was paying neither of us any mind. Poor Mousie still had his head, so I knew which cat had done the deed**. But what to do? There to the right was my stash of paper tubes. So I took one and very carefully scooped the poor tattered little body up in it. Toilet paper tubes are perfect for mice. Dead ones, anyway. They fit inside and can be easily carried outside or to the nearest trash can. (I know somebody who would've used the sink disposal for mouse disposal, but that's just horrible. I couldn't bear the crunching.)

So! A new use for toilet paper tubes. Viking funerals for mice. With or without fire.





*Or in my case, things to let bounce around in the dryer before wearing.
**Do people with pets that aren't cats have serial killer MOs to follow?

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you never know what will trigger a berserker rage

[bane-6.livejournal.com]

In college the girl in the dorm next to mine liked to have her window open and one night a rat got in. She lost it completely and proceeded to beat that rat to death with a hammer she happened to have in reach. Beat it to a smear and then went out in the hallway to scream and cry and refuse to go back in the room until someone had cleaned up the mess she made.

That, to me, is crazycakes. There is no animal in the world I am afraid of enough to splash all over my own wall with a hammer and if I had the stomach to do that, I like to think I would have the stomach to mop up afterwards.