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Originally Posted by TheMercenary
We just caught the first mouse in our house last week. He was a beauty, hated to kill him, but the wife was beginning to object to his eating of food in various plastic bags in the pantry.
Grey on top and tan and white on the bottom. Left the traps out for a few more days but none of his friends or family showed up.
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When my friend hiked the AT he and a bunch of others got into the practice of hunting the chipmunks that inhabited the lean-tos. They skinned them and kept the pelts. At one time there was talk of making a bikini for one of the lady hikers, but I think she was too curvy for the number of pelts they'd accumulated. Maybe a wicked weasel?