Survivor is quite the... survivor. I had just come home from a lovely swim when a bright pink note caught my eye on the detaining vase in the garage reading: "Just call me SURVIVOR". It was then I realized this is much more serious than I thought. (Blog worthy) Al had poured some water in the bottom of the vase to give him something to drink. Survivor didn't like that; clawing at the sides of the vase to escape the fear of becoming the drowned rat... Err, umm, mouse. So, Al put a block of wood at the bottom of the vase so he could stand on dry ground. How thoughtful. A large amount of d- Con was added to the vase. Shown brilliantly in the picture at top. Strange as it seems, Survivor has been feasting on mouse poison. He hasn't experienced any side effects. No seizures, no vomiting, no death. Nada. Perhaps he's some kind of evolved species. Radio active maybe? I'm kind of worried that the next time I check on him he will have exploded or something due to his high dosage of poison.
Note for all the worried and or mad readers: This is a learning experiment to get rid of the mice infesting our home. If our poison is not effective to kill the mice, we will know from this experiment. It is not for our amusement and is not seem as cruelty... To us at least... To me at least. I don't know if I can speak for Al.
(Al, if PETA comes after you... I'm sorry.)
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