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	<title>Comments on: Birds of a feather flock to my laundry room</title>
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		<title>By: Crayons Taste Like Purple! &#183; The Birds</title>
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		<title>By: Jillian</title>
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		<dc:creator>Jillian</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Tue, 11 Jul 2006 10:48:36 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>ACK! Sounds like the mouse debacle of 2004.  We had mice in the laundry room on the first floor apartment- we could hear them and started to find little "gifts" they left for us. They were getting in through a loose dryer vent (thank god we don't have a dryer- that would have been so much worse!) So C goes to the apt. office and they give him sticky traps.  (I was totally against this and wanted live capture traps, but who listens to me anyway).  Anyhoo, one late night I can hear distressed mouse-y noises coming from the laundry room.  So I open the door and there is a little mouse family- stuck to the sticky trap.  And they are trying to get free anyway possible- including chewing their own limbs.  I completely freak out- I mean COMPLETELY.  I wake up C- it's about 2 am. We take the mice (still on the trap) in the car to the nearby park, then douse with olive oil to get them off the trap and let them go.  C was not too happy with me, but he was really nice about it anyway.  I think the hysterical freaking out about mice self-cannibalizing in the laundry room might have had something to do with it.  So we are at the park at seriously about 2 am in our pyjamas with a flashlight and a brown bag with some serious squeaking going on.  I was just waiting for the police to show up "no, seriously officer, I am saving a family of mice that made a nest in my laundry room- no, I haven't done any drugs".  I hope that your bird situation (obviously much more scary then mice and neccesitating proper "capture gear") resolves itself without any more encounters of the avian kind!  :)</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>ACK! Sounds like the mouse debacle of 2004.  We had mice in the laundry room on the first floor apartment- we could hear them and started to find little &#8220;gifts&#8221; they left for us. They were getting in through a loose dryer vent (thank god we don&#8217;t have a dryer- that would have been so much worse!) So C goes to the apt. office and they give him sticky traps.  (I was totally against this and wanted live capture traps, but who listens to me anyway).  Anyhoo, one late night I can hear distressed mouse-y noises coming from the laundry room.  So I open the door and there is a little mouse family- stuck to the sticky trap.  And they are trying to get free anyway possible- including chewing their own limbs.  I completely freak out- I mean COMPLETELY.  I wake up C- it&#8217;s about 2 am. We take the mice (still on the trap) in the car to the nearby park, then douse with olive oil to get them off the trap and let them go.  C was not too happy with me, but he was really nice about it anyway.  I think the hysterical freaking out about mice self-cannibalizing in the laundry room might have had something to do with it.  So we are at the park at seriously about 2 am in our pyjamas with a flashlight and a brown bag with some serious squeaking going on.  I was just waiting for the police to show up &#8220;no, seriously officer, I am saving a family of mice that made a nest in my laundry room- no, I haven&#8217;t done any drugs&#8221;.  I hope that your bird situation (obviously much more scary then mice and neccesitating proper &#8220;capture gear&#8221;) resolves itself without any more encounters of the avian kind!  <img src='http://purple.katatak.net/wp-includes/images/smilies/icon_smile.gif' alt=':)' class='wp-smiley' /> </p>
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