Gotcha SEC!!!

Well the hunt is over...the baiting...the chasing...the loud shrills from the women in my family...SEC has been killed. He has been put out to pasture. Wow what an adventure! You might be wondering what the heck I am talking about?!?

Well it all started on a calm cool evening much like the one today. I was minding my own business down in the basement playing MotorStorm on the PS3 when all of a sudden the floor next to me seemingly moved. For an instant I thought I saw a little brown flash dart across the floor and then it was gone. Only moments later I saw a small brown object running along the edge of the floor and in behind my TV set. I saw the cords move and then this little brown nose pop out and just sat there. It was like he was watching me or something...it was a mouse.

A few days later I heard a scream from down in the basement (which is not too uncommon when my kids are down there). It was Tawna. The mouse had just run between her feet and then under the door. In that instance I knew it was time to move into action. So I found an old trap left over from hunts long ago. I loaded it up with peanut butter and I set it. Oh yeah it was on!!! The following day I went to check the trap and to my amazement the peanut butter was gone and the trap had not even been triggered. Round one to the mouse. At this moment I new I had a tough opponent. It was a terrible defeat on my part. It was an embarrassing loss, so I named him SEC.

I scooped up my trap and I went upstairs with my head bowed in shame unsure if how I would respond to such humiliation. But I went to the refrigerator to see what I could find, and there it was, a slice of sharp cheddar. This time I took it and I crammed it into all of the pours of the trap. Making sure he would defeat me again. SEC was about to go down! I set the trap and waited. This morning I woke up put my Buckeye shirt on and I moved to the basement with hesitation not wanting to lose to SEC again. I gabbed the flashlight and there he was. Caught in the jaws of my trap. SEC had been defeated!!! He may have won the first time. But I learned I adapted and in the end victory was mine. He is now in my garage awaiting his final resting place...the garbage! I only wish Jim Tressel was able to do what I had done. Make the necessary adjustments to not lose to SEC twice in a row. But alas catching mice is not as complicated as running a football program. Not sure there is any value to this post. Just was on my mind and gives you a glimpse into the silliness that is the Alice household. Blessings, Your Weird Dreaming Pastor