After we both came down from the ceiling, I said, "mouse trap". She looked at me and I just shrugged my shoulders, had to be. Though, it isn't the right time of the year for us to have Mickey's in the garage.
Looking in the corner the noise came from, sure enough, a mouse trap I had set before winter had gone off. Nothing in it, and nothing came shooting out of the corner. I figured the trap had shifted just right from the wind that was blowing and tripped. I left it at that and decided I'd pull the trap out the next day, clean it up and store it till next hunting season.
Early the next morning, I picked up the paper and sat on the steps in the garage to read it, when I caught movement out of the corner of my eye. Something small and grey had just moved from the corner of the garage, to just under the truck bumper.
Well...not all THAT small actually. Biggest "what I thought was a mouse" I ever saw. Second time in less than 12 hours I jumped.
Turning to get a good look at the grey critter, I was surprised to see a baby bunny sitting there. Little guy was small enough to fit in my hand. I headed over and shooed it out of the garage. Really not in the mood to play nurse-maid to a baby bunny, no matter how cute they are.
I'm thinking it was probably the bunny that tripped the trap, but was too big to for the trap to do more than scare it. It showed no sign of being injured, the way it moved.
I find some of the craziest things in the garage.
Critters happen.
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