mouse assassin

I sat and wrote a couple of words before I heard the squeaking. When I looked behind the short file cabinet, two mice squirmed between electrical wires. They stopped when the great ears sensed me and their tails lay flat with the wires next to them. Two mice were too many, so, I jiggled the wires and looked to see them run out the other side. They didn’t, and then they walked back to where they had originally been until the great ears sensed me again and they stopped.

I grabbed a steel toed boot and removed all of the dust and debris that was under the computer table that the mice would have to run under to escape in that direction. I removed the broken printer of the girl who I sublet from, and cleared the dust that had been under that. Both the dust and the mouse were grey.

I jiggled the electrical wires once again and then jumped over to the newly cleared space so that I could intercept the mouse as it tied to escape into the kitchen. My instincts exceeded my expectations and I was quicker than the mouse and the great ears sensed me before the mouse emerged from its cover behind the short file cabinet.
One mouse escaped out through the other direction away from the short file cabinet, but the other did not. The escaped mouse would have the job of observing from elsewhere and then telling the story.

The solitary, slow mouse was resting underneath some wires and then I jiggled them once again and waited until I saw the mouse before jumping over to smash him. When the mouse came out from behind the short file cabinet I made a move but the great ears sensed me and even though he was not as instinctive as his former partner, this mouse still had the quickness of a mouse. The quickness is to be revered. Before I could get a good swipe in, he was back behind the short file cabinet. But before he could come out of the other side from where the faster mouse escaped, I was there with my boot in the air.

He stopped where the electrical wires were and the black dot eyes were wide opened. One more time I jiggled the wires and the mouse ran out and I let him run until he was too far to go back behind the short file cabinet and whacked the floor near the mouse. He was scared and jumped away from the wall where the mice like to run and into the middle of the floor which is more my terrain, but also his path was not as linear or predictable in the open space. I slammed my shoe on the floor near the mouse and the mouse remembered where the kitchen was and began running in that direction.

The kitchen floor is white and the mouse stood out and all of his three dimensions were up and the boot came down on his body. The bones can collapse when the mouse needs to enter a hole. He lay on his side and there was only a spot of blood where a bone had protruded the skin. The great ears were rigid, they would never lay flat. He was stopped only inches from the refridgerator.