Yesterday I discovered a family of mice that had made a nice home on the seat of my 998.
I haven't riden since the beginning of December - between being out of town and the weather kicking my ass... the bike has been unattended. Covered, but unattended.
I pulled the cover off of it - and a mouse ran out. I then noticed a big ball of fluff... and something hit my foot. I didn't notice what that something was, until I took a step and crushed an inch long small pink baby. CRUNCH. *shudder* and I screamed like a little girl.
There were three babies total - and I'm now a baby killer. Not only because I accidentally crushed the one, but because I dropped a brick on the others. I know, I know, I'm a big meanie... whatever - they left a pee stain on my seat.
I'm completely relieved that's ALL they did.
Black N Decker clickers are now on in the garage full force. I'd get a cat, but they are usually a bad idea when at the track...
I'm still creeped out.