Dark Sentiments 2014 – Day 30: Home Invasions
Posted By Randy on October 30, 2014
We of the LFM Clan reside in an antique farm house sitting atop a granite foundation that readily affords access to our basement by all manner of creatures. To the degree, in fact, that our basement stands as its own balanced ecosystem. Mice and Moles, for example, regularly pass through, as do the Minks from the nearby river that hunt them. Likewise, an assortment of arachnids, insects, crustaceans, and other arthropods, inhabit that space. Rarely do any of them move “above stairs”, and the policy for those who do is to liquidate any who have demonstrated knowledge of the stairway to Heaven. It may seem harsh, but it works. If we don’t get them, the resident Dogs will.
Nevertheless, every Autumn brings an invasion of Deer Mice navigating from basement to attic and back again by way of hidden passageways inside the walls, seeking warmer climes inside in favour of dealing with Nature in the raw. Naturally, this comes with the presumption that we’ll willingly share our larder, but that isn’t on. With no malice of any kind, this is dedicated to every Mouse, or other thing, that has fallen, or will come to fall, by LFM hand, tooth, or claw, simply because they knew too much.
Home Invasions
By LFM
A Mouse had been into my cutlery drawer.
Things weren’t quite so clean as they had been before.
So I baited some traps and I placed them around,
And I kept my ears pricked for that snappity sound.
T’was less than an hour before the first snap,
And I found a wee Deer Mouse stone dead in a trap,
But that wasn’t the end of it! Not by a mile!
I had no idea how the corpses would pile!
I hate no fellow creature, no matter the kind,
And there’s one rule of killing that governs my mind –
If I want to eat you , or you want to eat me,
Then the Hunt is in play – only one will go free.
But I have one more rule that applies to my home,
And it’s given me reason to write you this poem.
Unless you’re invited, or paying me rent,
None will ever be sure where what’s left of you went.
That's good! 🙂 It pretty much sums up my attitude and experiences.