It was no big deal! I saw a mouse in the kitchen and said, “Good morning, Debbie. How’s the weather look today? By the way I’ve noticed that this old house may have a mouse problem.”
Debbie agreed, but we both decided that it was no big deal, and that we should think of a humane way to remove the mouse (or mice) and then think of a nice safe place to relocate the mouse or mice to.
“That’s a capital idea!” I exclaimed confidently, “Let me have a quick go at drafting a quick relocation and rescue plan.”
“I have absolute faith in your plan,” Debbie said, “we’re ever so lucky to have you here, intern Pete.”
“I wouldn’t have it any other way,” I said “Now, I believe that Leonardo di ser Piero da vinci had a basic set of plans in mind for such a thing, and with a few modifications I might be able to cobble together a quite capable device with the materials at hand…if it doesn’t prove beyond my abilities.”
“You’re too modest,” Debbie said “I’m sure your plans will be top notch!”
Then, I set about my task, which I flawlessly completed.*
*Ok here’s what really happened.
Debbie said “Hey, is that a mouse?”
And I tried to run away and knocked over the kitchen table, and then ran into the wall.
But I prefer to remember my version of events.
I’m not actually that afraid of mice, I was just caught a little off guard. I took some time trying to come up with way to relocate the mice without hurting them, but so far my best idea politely asking them to leave. If anyone has any tips they’re always appreciated.