It's amazing what mice can get into. I live in the country and every fall they try to make their way in. Keep a bunch of baited glue traps in your garage or better yet make a big circle around your Busa with them!
Still, I'll take mice over cats anyday!
Back in early March we had a few days of really warm weather after brutal cold. Get home from work and walk in the front door and I notice the slight smell of death. Open up the door leading to the garage and it's worse...cool at least it's not in the house. I moved the air compressor, table saw, you name it looking for that damn dead mouse. Couldn't find it.
Next day was beautiful, sunny and 80's where just a few days before it was snowing and in the 20's. Pulled the BLACK Geo Storm out into the driveway and took the Busa out riding all day. Got back and that smell was still lingering even worse.
Put the Busa back in its parking spot and go to pull the Storm back in. As I back up I notice a big oil spot on my new paver driveway. Now I'm pissed that my perfect Geo sprung a leak after 15 years and it stained my new pavers.
Pull the car into the garage and when I get out the stench just hits me! Keep in mind this is a black car that's been baking in the sun all day with temps in the 80's. I take a closer look at that oil spot and uh oh...it red!
Popped the hood and I about puked. Big azz gray cat got stuck between the engine block and firewall. It was at the point of "leaking".
That ####### was wedged in there so tight I thought I was going to have to remove the intake manifold. I didn't know what to do as the smell was so bad I had to keep running back to catch my breath. With two cloudy eyes staring at me I grabbed the head and pulled...oops, head popped off and was now dangling by a few strands of flesh, not to mention fur floating around everywhere.
Finally after battling it for a ½ hour I had it...grabbed it by the back and my hand went right through its body and wrapped around its spine like a lunch box handle. One good yank and that sucker finally came out of there and took a flying leap into the field a good thousand feet from my house.
That had to be one of the worst experiences of my life. So yeah, I'll take mice in my garage over cats anyday of the week.
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