Mouse-B-Gone

Well it's that time already. Last week I asked for your suggestions of a mousetrap design to rid me of my newfound houseguests. While I got a few suggestions by email most of them were pretty boring so I combined elements of the emails to come up with a solution. Someone, I think it was Gimpy, asked if I had played the Incredible Machine before and that just snowballed from there. I have yet to locate my old disks (That's right folks, games once fit on a few floppy disks!) so I had to put pen to paper.



Once I had my plan devised it was time to implement it. The hardest part was cutting into the gas line to install the flamethrower without blowing the house up, but I got it all done and set up. Unfortunately I couldn't find a feasible method of automatically resetting the trap so I have to manually reset it each time, but it works like a charm. After the first two kills the smell of crispy mice was too much for the wife so I had to resort to plain old mousetraps with chocolate chips on them.

Half a bag of chocolate chips, a few battered knuckles and more than a few hurled expletives later I have either:

A - Successfully eradicated the little buggers

Or

B - Convinced them to move to more hospitable climes

Of course there is always the possibility that their absence is a sign of a rodent revolution in which case I could be in serious trouble once they mount their counter-offensive. Just in case I have invested in bulletproof kevlar socks and have disposed of all the chocolate sources in my house (My belly is sooooo sore right now). The tiny radar early warning system is coming this afternoon so I can set up some perimeter defenses (You gotta love ebay).