That feeling you get when you hear baby mice...And you live in an apartment with two rooms and a kitchen, and you are unable to find them.
I'm nearly positive the pinkeys (baby mice are pink) are in my bedroom because I always hear them squeaking typically when I'm on my couch and the squeaking never comes from the kitchen to my left, definitely comes from the right, and sounds too far to the right to be in the living room.
(they are so far to the right they must be Fascist! HAHAHAHA!!!!!
Sorry...lame I know...but can't resist...)
One of the adult mice is dead but I saw a second one who I'm assuming to be the mother and discovered the moldy tortilla shell that I could hear the bitch chronically nibbling on, getting on my nerves, and making me itch.
Yet I did a thorough cleaning of my apartment and these little shits have no more food cept for what is on the mouse traps that the brilliant mother outsmarts.
The babies also can never be heard when I'm in the same room. They aren't under the bed, not in the closet, so where the hell are they? It's a rhetorical question.
I know they aren't meth mice because those actually only show up when you have been up multiple days and they disappear when you grab them, and the dead one in the trap was there while sober and I don't think I've ever had meth mice.
(I have had a meth dog show up once. It ran over to me in the snow and wagged his tail then disappeared. I also had a meth zombie (big tall lady in blue jeans and yellow turtleneck I knew wasn't real because of how she was walking like a carny freak who crossed the street and vanished on the other side like flatulence in the wind.
I also had a Meth Spider because I had a Tarantula escape and kept seeing it out the corner of my eye on the wall or move across the floor, but as soon as I looked directly at it, it would disappear.)
Soldiers in world war 2 on meth actually reported wrestling with and shooting at beasts or soldiers that didn't exist after spending multiple nights awake on up to 30 times the recommended dosage, so I could totally believe I have an infestation of meth mice, which means it's all in my head.
However, the dead mouse, the tortilla that was chewed up, and the fact that I cut way back and get adequate sleep suggests that isn't the case (to my knowledge I have never had a hallucination that wasn't linked to sleep deprivation.)
My primary reason for wanting to find them while they are small pinkies is because I want to feed them to my Tarantulas.
Have you ever seen people or animals that looked like the real deal, but you are certain were a hallucination?
I'm nearly positive the pinkeys (baby mice are pink) are in my bedroom because I always hear them squeaking typically when I'm on my couch and the squeaking never comes from the kitchen to my left, definitely comes from the right, and sounds too far to the right to be in the living room.
(they are so far to the right they must be Fascist! HAHAHAHA!!!!!
Sorry...lame I know...but can't resist...)One of the adult mice is dead but I saw a second one who I'm assuming to be the mother and discovered the moldy tortilla shell that I could hear the bitch chronically nibbling on, getting on my nerves, and making me itch.
Yet I did a thorough cleaning of my apartment and these little shits have no more food cept for what is on the mouse traps that the brilliant mother outsmarts.
The babies also can never be heard when I'm in the same room. They aren't under the bed, not in the closet, so where the hell are they? It's a rhetorical question.
I know they aren't meth mice because those actually only show up when you have been up multiple days and they disappear when you grab them, and the dead one in the trap was there while sober and I don't think I've ever had meth mice.
(I have had a meth dog show up once. It ran over to me in the snow and wagged his tail then disappeared. I also had a meth zombie (big tall lady in blue jeans and yellow turtleneck I knew wasn't real because of how she was walking like a carny freak who crossed the street and vanished on the other side like flatulence in the wind.
I also had a Meth Spider because I had a Tarantula escape and kept seeing it out the corner of my eye on the wall or move across the floor, but as soon as I looked directly at it, it would disappear.)
Soldiers in world war 2 on meth actually reported wrestling with and shooting at beasts or soldiers that didn't exist after spending multiple nights awake on up to 30 times the recommended dosage, so I could totally believe I have an infestation of meth mice, which means it's all in my head.
However, the dead mouse, the tortilla that was chewed up, and the fact that I cut way back and get adequate sleep suggests that isn't the case (to my knowledge I have never had a hallucination that wasn't linked to sleep deprivation.)
My primary reason for wanting to find them while they are small pinkies is because I want to feed them to my Tarantulas.
Have you ever seen people or animals that looked like the real deal, but you are certain were a hallucination?
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