I've been after it for the better part of a month - carefully gathering the appropriate ingredients, crafting the bait I was assured would bring it into my power, positioning myself to reel it in, and waiting, always waiting.
My setup works without me, but I can monitor it via satelite and trigger the trap with a mere press of a button from my Blackberry. But days passed, weeks, and I got nothing more than the occasional nibble, while others pillaged my supplies, and my stockpiles dwindled.
Time was running out, moral was low. I went on a walk, absently checking my trap every fifteen minutes. And there it was! The Big Bad Burroughs Mouse, sitting pretty in my trap! I squealed and flung my arms around the surprised person standing next to me.
"What? What happened? Did you win the lottery? What's going on?"
I have got to stop playing Mousehunt.
1 comments:
You are the most fantastic person I know. I'm glad a computer game can give you so much joy! Enjoy it. :-)
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