hawkman71
Lil-Rokslider
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Need to ask some Australians and see what they say about kangas and crocs...and therefore everything else on this list.
Man i laughed so hard thanks for sharing your victory.My girl friend, at the time, once cornered a mouse in an empty walk in closet and yelled for me to administer the coup de grace. So I grabbed a broom handle and valiantly entered the field of battle. Now I had considerable experience as a mouse killer in the horses grain bin using a stick, I’ve also trapped plenty, no reason to worry here. Things were going my way for about 2 seconds, then the enraged beast jumped on my ankle and ran up my inside of my leg, inside my pants.
I was unprepared for this tactic. I’d never considered it a possibility, so had not trained at all for this scenario. Once the mouse, with its sharp pointy little claws tickling me the whole way up, passed my knee, things got serious. I swear the heathen rodent hit every hair on its way up, which only compounded the torturous tickling. Could I whack it with the broom and not cause more damage? Could I still have kids if I survived this vicious attack? It all flashed through my mind.
At mid thigh he was still climbing quickly up the inside of my leg, seemingly hell bent on reaching the jewels. It’s then the loud screaming and erratic dancing commenced. The mouse was undoubtedly impressed and scared as it immediately retreated the same way it advanced. Once the furry little brown devil hit the floor it retreated into a corner. I am sure it was stunned by the volume of the screech and violence of the dance. By then things had slowed down considerably for me and I mentally entered that quiet kill zone and prepared to take advantage of it's tactical error. One smack and it was over.
He was an older mouse, on his way down, but still scored 1.7” gross B&C with 4” tail credit. At 5.7” gross B&C he was great top 10 Oregon trophy at that time. He’s in the top 50 still, 30 years later.
So I am confident I can take on a mouse and prevail now, by using my feet, after first duct taping my pants hem tightly around my ankles. Yes, this really happened, yes it still freaks me out. That feeling of it running up my pants legs makes me shiver still. Wild animals are tough.