Reverend Recoil Posted July 19, 2005 Report Share Posted July 19, 2005 This is a good story I found on RatKill.com. Enjoy, Reverend Recoil. Another time, when all four sons still lived at home, we were sitting around the kitchen table in our log cabin -- we homesteaded in Canada beginning in 1972 and built all of our buildings (house, barn, sugarhouse, bakery). A mouse came across the kitchen floor, then stopped and looked at us. I said, 'Watch this.' I slipped out my knife -- I have always carried some kind of knife -- pen knife, belt knife, pig sticker -- and whipped it at the tiny mouse. It pinned it to the pine board flooring and it died instantly. My kids were in awe. My wife was unhappy with the dead bleeding mouse in her kitchen and the new knife wound in the flooring. I felt pretty good about the whole thing and didn't let on to the extent of my surprise. I disposed of the mouse -- I fed it to the porch cat -- cleaned my knife, and accepted adulation and high praise...always nice to be a hero to your kids. John Mahoney Log Cabin Chronicles Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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