All hail the Hero known to mere mortals as "Wolfpuck".

As i sat and watched educational programming (southpark) i found the need to urinate building within, holding out as long as i could i finally approached the room. little did i know the destiny of another living soul would soon be in my hands. I entered the bathroom with the intent of emptying my bladder and i approached the cheap white toilet with it's stains around the rim from weeks of build up. glancing inside to see if anybody left a floater, i discovered something moving in the cloudy discolored water. upon closer inspection i realized it was one of my three mice that co-habitate my humble abode. I had no idea how long he had been treading water in that toilet bowl, he seemed to be tiring... thinking quickly i reached in to fish him out. at first he tried to get away from me in a panic, unsure of what was going on, but on the third try i got ahold of him and scooped him out. bravely i drew the mouse from the brown water wich surely would have been his grave. Lifting him out of the bowl he hopped out of my hand and onto some soiled towels to go recover from his ordeal. Then at that point after the heroic deed was done i moved to the sink and proceeded to wash myself vigorously with anti-bacterial soap.

ALL HAIL THE MIGHTY HERO THAT IS WOLFPUCK!!

*stands before you all in tights with his underwear on the outside, and a towel hanging down his back for a cape, posing most hero-ish*

I think it is not so much that you were brave enough to stick your hand in the toilette that makes you a hero, but the fact that you were caring enough.

Jema

jemagirl (imported) wrote: Wed Jul 11, 2007 10:01 pm I think it is not so much that you were brave enough to stick your hand in the toilette that makes you a hero, but the fact that you were caring enough.

Jema

Thanks sweetie, i'm kind of attached to my mice. they are so adorable.

I a gree with Jemagirl, it is nice to see that there are people out there who care about the welfare of the other life that share this planet we call home with us

*blushes* well i couldn't let him drown, he's too cute.

Unless it was a pet mouse, I'd have flushed his ass...

Once when I was poorer than broke I shared my humble room with a mouse. I shared my dried bread crusts with him when they were all I had. The mouse was my companion and he gave me hope. --FLO--

I like mice, they're so full of scurrying and climbing and trouble.

Rats have more personality, but damn if it isn't fun to just watch mice go -- they have the energy of a bear that has the energy of two bears. You can get tired just watching the little critters.

Paolo don't be so mean. LOL

I myself have a sorta love/hate relationship when it comes to mice. I do marvel somewhat at how clever these little critters can be.

these lil mice just sort of share my trailer with me, i feed em and occasionally rescue them when they get stuck somewheres. when i first got them, one of em chewed through my bag of flour all the way around the bottom of the bag. when i lifted the bag, the bottom, and all the flour stayed while i pulled the bag free... tricky buggers. havn't done anything like that since i started feeding them. I get rather lonely here and they are good company. one has taken to climbing on my computer desk or tv and watching me while i sit here all evening. even if they aren't my pets, they are good room-mates (flat mates to those of you in the uk) and it's easy to bring something home from McD's (my current job) to feed them, they love those lil sliced almonds that go in the asian salads.