Wow. I live in the suburbs, on a wooded lot. One night 3 young raccoons came in the cat door. That was fun getting them out. One kept coming back for a month or two for the cat food. Then there were the two Carolina flying squirrels that got in over time. Plus a few chipmunks that the cats dragged in that weren’t really dead. Chase one of those around for a couple days ... SIGH. The one baby rabbit was cute. The blue-tailed lizards that lose their tails are pretty common in my house. Only had possums and copperhead snakes in the yard, not in the house. The cats usually kill any voles before they bring them inside to show off and eat. The deer don’t bother me unless I pop out the door and scare one that’s 10 feet away. That’ll wake you up.
One of my kids college roommates was in the bathroom last year when a section of the floor, which had rotted from water leakage caved in.
Since it was only a few weeks before the end of the term, the college told the boys to deal with it.
They survived just fine.
I hate mice, but this is ridiculous. I really despise my generation.
We have a family of mice (one adult, four little ones)living in our garden. We find them entertaining (as long as they stay out of the house)
My daughter is a freshman.
Lots of bat-sh*t crazy kids around.
Way, way, WAY too many people going to college.
The kind of life preparation that this researcher describes cannot be provided in a school setting; it must come from the parents.
During my teaching career I was truly astounded to encounter 16-year-old boys who had never used a hammer before in their lives.
One harsh winter out here in the sticks; I set a Hav-a-Hart mouse trap in the pantry. I sat down close by. The trap sprang. - I quickly went and got the “trap”. A little mouse with HUGE eyes was caught, trembling like a little leaf. I took her outside to the woodpile and released her. - I put out a variety of food for storage & wool & cotton for her to fix herself a nest in the woodpile. - Did that every day for a while. Every day, my offerings were taken & put in storage I presume. - I named her Mrs. Tittlemouse. Haven’t had any more mice in the house. - Taught her a lesson!
I remembered seeing an article about those guys, imagine that in your house. Break out the .22 rifle with CB caps?
Get. A. Cat.
Now they need to own it.
My heart bleeds...
Nope. Just spaghetti sauce.
As I said in another post about spoiled millennials, my generation BTW, if I were the president of China, I'd send the following memo to all my generals and commanders: WARM UP THOSE JETS, POLISH THOSE RIFLES, WERE HAVING KUNG PAO AND CHOW MEIN AT TRUMP TOWERS NEXT YEAR!