By Logan Markko
“We got one!” I yelled up the stairs to my wife.
“Great,” she answered. “Throw it away.”
After we found droppings in the basement last week, I bought a few mousetraps, baiting each one with a piece of cheese. There would be no rodent infestation on my watch.
I squatted down to get a better look.
One of the mouse’s tiny pink paws had been crushed under the spring-loaded bar, but it was still very alive. It made a pitiful, desperate sound, dragging the trap in circles as it tried to free itself.
“Honey,” I yelled back, “Can’t you do it?”
Rats and mice have very different images. I enjoyed this story.
Classic Markko move
Ha! Nice gender role flip!
How dare you undermine the idea that men are tough. 🙂
Yes, I hate those traps too. Well done describing their tiny little paws. It gets the right reaction for sure! Great job.
That ending made me smile. Great job.
That’s a nice story, Logan.