F 1 D 0 -- 02 01 18 at 05 00 Rabbits in the back. But first, the meeses report. I've been doing this mouse thing all wrong. Last night, while on the phone with Ann, I heard mice in the kitchen. As usual. What is new is that I noticed the sound was coming from inside a box of Frosted Mini Wheats. These mice cannot stand the box nor the plastic/wax wrap inside. I think the BHA BHT stuff they use must taste bad, but only to mice. Not sure. So I just close the flaps and they don't try to eat their way out. In fact, they hold super still. But open the flaps, and they freak. They jump straight into the air. Well, once I figured this out, I opened the flaps over the toilet. Excellent! No touching the mouse, no fooling around. Hey, I just got home. There are no mini wheats, and there is a hole in the box. I definitely have to buy more. Now that I can catch them, I may as well attract them correctly. Oh, I got a smart mouse. It knew enough about water and toilets to jump diagonally. But only the one. All of the rest jumped in, and then they'd flush round and go down. Many of you dear readers may not like the idea of drowning the mouse. Well, it doesn't work that way. Once the mouse gets out of sight, it will stay on top of the wave until it reaches the street level. Then the descent to the sewage plant is slower, and warmer too. All the awful sewage makes it warm. So now I have a plan. I'll continue trying to catch them. If they've eaten all of the mini wheats, I suppose I'll have to get them another box of them. They got into so very many things. They don't eat it all, either. They use it for nesting material. For example, they took this bag of dried vegetables I use for instant soup making. It was all spread out in the drawer. That sucks! So I have been taking the bad food outside to my 'composting' area. I did this yesterday, and again today. But all of the dried peas and stuff were all gone! And lo and behold!, I saw strange tracks leading to the food. Bunnies! Or are they Hares? Something unique. I have the only forest like zone in my area, as all of the other neighbours have these pristine flat grasslands for backyards. But mine has trees, and grass, and thistle, and all manner of good stuff. I would truly love to see these wild bunnies. The squirrels are ok as well. I know we have skunk and occasional porcupine. I've heard about ermine just north of here too. I wanna see them! It attracts birds. They are all over the place. I've seen strange blue birds. Not bluejays, but something else. I've seen small birds too. Finches? I'm not an expert. Also, I wonder what walks using a single track? I cannot tell what it is. The rabbits have a distinct hoppy footprint, but something walks so that it makes a single trail. Like a pogo stick, but paws. I'll figure it out. Tim and I went to see Lord of the Rings again. I was trying to catch things I missed the previous time. Poor Tim. He suddenly got the headache of the year. He insists he wasn't crying. The stuff running from his eyes were not tears. Fine. But it distracted him from the movie. Bigtime. Eventually, it lightened up, and he wanted to go see Tom and Cindy, as he's not been to their home before. It was fun, actually. Their rats LOVE me. Now you may see a problem-- I have to be the hunter of mice, but the fond lover of rats. All I can say is the big friendly rats don't pee all over the food I'd like to eat someday. Nanuk, their Siberian Husky, loves me, as does Kegel their kitten. So Tim was happy to hang out and meet with everyone. I like listening to Tom practicing on the guitar. It is something he does to relax. It is not performance, just familiar practice. I do it on piano. Hey, I have to find a source of images now. That's all I know.