Critter in the craft room window well tonight. Whether a mole or a vole or a mouse, I can't tell.
But it's chewing into the sill board underneath the window.
Or at least it was. We put in some ramps to see if it would climb out, then thought better of it and started to get a bucket trap set up, but then I saw where he was - I was already in the well - so I stomped him flat.
I'm sorry, little critter. I deliberately took a life, and I feel like an ogre. But maybe that's better than dying - drowning, really - in the bucket trap.
I'm going to bed now. And then probably to hell.
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