We've had a new resident the past few weeks. A little brown/grey mouse. It's a smart critter... skirts glue traps and sleeping dogs like they are nothing. We repositioned the traps, etc,.. nothing has worked!
Well.. earlier today.. I was on my laptop in the living room, when I hear a loud "PAP!" noise. Then I hear Ron saying " I forked you up! ... I got your azz!... Forked you up!"
I see he has the BB gun in his hands.... in the kitchen.
He shot that mouse in the throat as it stared at him. He was quite proud of himself.
I'm still in awe of his hunting skills. I asked cauld I take a picture of him with his kill in one hand and the BB gun in the other though...lol... he declined.
Heck... I didn't even know mice were in season.