Some of you Wellsvillians may have noticed a film crew hanging around town the last few
days. They have been taping segments for the Court TV show "Body of Evidence" which is
doing an episode on Tammy Smith, a young girl killed in the Wellsville/Belmont area in 2003.
To my surprise the producer called me and asked to shoot a scene in Better Days. So long
story short they taped for about an hour and believe it or not I was the star of the episode. I
got home after work and put on my rancher outfit just for the chance of being on tape. They
must have liked my gitup because they told Paula (who thinks shes the next Angelina Jolie)
to be a customer and asked me to be the bartender who was interviewed by the investigator.
They say it should be aired during the first part of 2008 so I will keep everyone updated on
my TV debut.
So here I am on a Friday evening not having had more than one hour of sound sleep last
night due to a mouse rescue event at the New World Headquarters. First I gotta admit that
my house is a mouse house, they are constantly running around, eating birdseed or
chocolate candy tidbits. It is almost at the level of being a problem, especially at night when
they are not shy about sharing the bed with me. I can't bear to trap them though....I want to
live in peace with them, not trick them into eating cheese just before SNAP! That is not the
way to be one with Mother Nature and I just won't kill them. I'm trying to drive them away with
ultrasonic sound but that isn't helping. For the last couple nights I have been hearing what
sounded like a mouse in a big plastic cup trying to get out. Every night the sound starts and
stops, I check every empty cup, and then just figure its an illusion and go to sleep. Well this
morning about 430am I am awakened by this sound and do a routine scan with a flashlight.
There he was inside a 20oz plastic water bottle all wet from the liquid at the bottom and trying
to hop out to no avail. Obviously this little sucker had been there for a few days and was
looking pretty shabby. So I got up out of bed, took the bottled mouse downstairs, dumped
him into a big wad of paper towels, gave him a quick drying off(which he didn't mind at all),
and set him in a safe place. He sat around for a minute and cleaned up before disappearing
back into the house...I'll probably see him tonight sitting on my alarm clock eating a hershey's
kiss.....
days. They have been taping segments for the Court TV show "Body of Evidence" which is
doing an episode on Tammy Smith, a young girl killed in the Wellsville/Belmont area in 2003.
To my surprise the producer called me and asked to shoot a scene in Better Days. So long
story short they taped for about an hour and believe it or not I was the star of the episode. I
got home after work and put on my rancher outfit just for the chance of being on tape. They
must have liked my gitup because they told Paula (who thinks shes the next Angelina Jolie)
to be a customer and asked me to be the bartender who was interviewed by the investigator.
They say it should be aired during the first part of 2008 so I will keep everyone updated on
my TV debut.
So here I am on a Friday evening not having had more than one hour of sound sleep last
night due to a mouse rescue event at the New World Headquarters. First I gotta admit that
my house is a mouse house, they are constantly running around, eating birdseed or
chocolate candy tidbits. It is almost at the level of being a problem, especially at night when
they are not shy about sharing the bed with me. I can't bear to trap them though....I want to
live in peace with them, not trick them into eating cheese just before SNAP! That is not the
way to be one with Mother Nature and I just won't kill them. I'm trying to drive them away with
ultrasonic sound but that isn't helping. For the last couple nights I have been hearing what
sounded like a mouse in a big plastic cup trying to get out. Every night the sound starts and
stops, I check every empty cup, and then just figure its an illusion and go to sleep. Well this
morning about 430am I am awakened by this sound and do a routine scan with a flashlight.
There he was inside a 20oz plastic water bottle all wet from the liquid at the bottom and trying
to hop out to no avail. Obviously this little sucker had been there for a few days and was
looking pretty shabby. So I got up out of bed, took the bottled mouse downstairs, dumped
him into a big wad of paper towels, gave him a quick drying off(which he didn't mind at all),
and set him in a safe place. He sat around for a minute and cleaned up before disappearing
back into the house...I'll probably see him tonight sitting on my alarm clock eating a hershey's
kiss.....
Here is a cousin of the "bottled mouse"
who I wasn't able to save from the cold
reality of modern convienence.
who I wasn't able to save from the cold
reality of modern convienence.