Analogue Update :: backwater_beat
I was six..
..and as a six year old, I knew it was a diabolically ingenious plan.
I would use a stack of Little Golden Books to create a collapsible house in the corner of the lounge room where our television sat. No longer would the family have our evening session of T.V. watching interrupted by the mouse scurrying from the kitchen along the lounge room wall and out the small hole in the corner. The mouse's canter was almost mocking us by our futile attempts at catching it on previous runs.
My mother's expression at my enthusiastic outlining of my plan to catch the mouse, ladened with grand gestures and certainty that the plan was fool proof, was met with an adult mask of pity. Too intensely focused on my outlining of the trap, I was oblivious to adult body languages.
The trap involved the house being set up in the corner where the mouse intended to make its escape. It would run head first into an opening in the house and knock all of the books over, trapping the mouse under stories of 'The Tawny Scrawny Lion', and 'The Berenstein Bears', whereby I would be able to casually pick up the mouse and keep it as my pet.
I waited for three days until we saw the mouse again.
The plan didn't work on account of the mouse being able to see the books. An oversight I hadn't planned on.
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