He’s talking about the humans who own the house. They think they have one, but they have hundreds.
Yes, but what’s the joke?
And why are their ears so freakishly large?
As to the second – bad art?
I don’t understand the first either: it’s not uncommon to think you have one mouse when in fact you have many.
I think that’s it, and I got a chuckle out of it.
@ Andréa – The nerd is right. On the (very) few instances that I have had to bait a trap, cheese has never worked; peanut butter (or salami) did the job much more effectively. (The only reason that “cheese” became the traditional “mouse food” is because it used to be stored in the open (in the pantry, or sometimes under a glass), and it left clear evidence (bite marks) of any rodent activity.)
P.S. I recently discovered that the neighbor’s cat had managed to get on our kitchen countertop when I found tongue marks on top of the butter.
We had mice. Robert used peanut butter in the traps.
Problem is that peanut butter is probably my favorite and my go to food. (“I made you dinner, we but we forgot to buy something for me, so I am having 2 peanut butter sandwiches for dinner. – true conversation from last week – and notice the lack of jelly being mentioned – just peanut butter and bread.)
I was getting grossed out with “put peanut butter in the trap” so we substituted the term “treat” as in “I am putting the treat in the trap now.”
He’s talking about the humans who own the house. They think they have one, but they have hundreds.
Yes, but what’s the joke?
And why are their ears so freakishly large?
As to the second – bad art?
I don’t understand the first either: it’s not uncommon to think you have one mouse when in fact you have many.
I think that’s it, and I got a chuckle out of it.
@ Andréa – The nerd is right. On the (very) few instances that I have had to bait a trap, cheese has never worked; peanut butter (or salami) did the job much more effectively. (The only reason that “cheese” became the traditional “mouse food” is because it used to be stored in the open (in the pantry, or sometimes under a glass), and it left clear evidence (bite marks) of any rodent activity.)
P.S. I recently discovered that the neighbor’s cat had managed to get on our kitchen countertop when I found tongue marks on top of the butter.
We had mice. Robert used peanut butter in the traps.
Problem is that peanut butter is probably my favorite and my go to food. (“I made you dinner, we but we forgot to buy something for me, so I am having 2 peanut butter sandwiches for dinner. – true conversation from last week – and notice the lack of jelly being mentioned – just peanut butter and bread.)
I was getting grossed out with “put peanut butter in the trap” so we substituted the term “treat” as in “I am putting the treat in the trap now.”
We finally gave up and called an exterminator.