Remember how we had that one mouse in the humane trap, that we were going to "release into the wild"? Yeah, well, we kinda took him on an accidental tour of Lake Tahoe first.
We kinda sorta accidentally left the trap in the car with us as we headed up to Tahoe for a couple days of skiing. We debated whether to let the mouse loose in the snow, but we figured he would've just frozen to death, which wouldn't exactly fall into the "humane" category. So we decided to feed and water the little guy until we got back out of the mountains, where we could release him down in the flatlands.
And we decided he needed a name, since he was now in our care. He was thus dubbed Mao Tse Tung.
We plunked ice cubes (e.g. water) and Cheerios into Mao's temporary home, and things were going pretty well. For a day, anyway. He started to deteriorate pretty quickly. Like ... really deteriorate. We couldn't exactly let him out of his somewhat-cramped trap to run around the cabin (couldn't presume to hope he'd hop back into it when called). I suspect he started to get despondent, or at least was wondering what the hell he was doing in Lake Tahoe, and he started losing his marbles.Long story short, Mao died last night. In his sleep. Or something equally as soothing to our consciences. Hell, he just keeled over for all we know. RIP Mao. We will always remember you and keep you in our hearts, as we kill all your remaining relatives.
Returning from Tahoe, we were pleasantly shocked to find not a single mouse in a trap, and no trace of poop anywhere. We might be seeing the light at the end of the tunnel.
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