Which Khukuri Would You Use...on a Mouse?

Kind of strange when you think about it ... that this is what free people do in a free country .... debate about which knife would be best to kill the mouse in the house with.

Then again, I'm sure the exact same conversation has happened the world over, free or not, and with many of the same conclusions.

Maybe its not so strange.


Maybe I should just go to bed.
 
Spectre said:
"Blowgun".

One can buy one, or improvise fairly easily. A 3-5' length of conduit, some cone paper cups, and some screws= a great blowgun.

Not quite as effective, but still fine at 10', tent poles, cotton balls, matchsticks, and needles...

John


Screws?

You wouldn't use wire or tacks or very thin nails?
 
Originally Posted by Spectre
"Blowgun".

One can buy one, or improvise fairly easily. A 3-5' length of conduit, some cone paper cups, and some screws= a great blowgun.

Not quite as effective, but still fine at 10', tent poles, cotton balls, matchsticks, and needles...

John

Sometimes Spectre, I think you are Clint Smith incognito at the cantina!

:D

Tom

ps What about flashlight techniques? I can see Munk late at night, flashlight and blowgun in hand, with Khukuri ready at the hip for back up. Or, does one mount the flashlight on the blowgun, and carry the aforementioned khuk in hand? Blowgun in mouth, supported by left hand on flashlight, Khukuri held in some appropriate posture in the right hand?

perhaps the fire-and-forget feline is best!
 
45-70 said:
Screws?

You wouldn't use wire or tacks or very thin nails?

Perhaps he's got some rifling in the barrel.

Reminds me of a "tick removal" device. It's not much more than a spring-loaded tweezers. The instructions say to clamp onto the tick and then turn counterclockwise. I guess if you turn it clockwise, you'll drive it in deeper.
 
You cut the tip of the cone paper cup off. Then you make a longitudinal slit about 1/4" or so, to just above the tip of the cone. Then you take the screw, and just screw it into the cone*. :)

I learned this from my grandmom's 2nd husband. He was a construction super for years, and won many bets with his ability to solidly shoot these darts 15 yards or more into plywood!

*easier to show than describe- only takes a couple seconds

John
 
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From top to bottom: CS Big Bore blowgun with extension tube, kagas katne for game processing, RWS Diane P5 Magnum .177 for precision marksmanship.

Hunting rodents is a team effort. Allow me to introduce the brains behind the operation: Oscar the attack cat.

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Oscar may be big on personality and short on intellect but he knows enough to get the job done. You may see a lazy cat lounging on a warm clothes dryer but trust me, this is not the case. Oscar is maintaining a vigilant watch over the basement. Later on his tour he'll spend some time in front of the fireplace watching the living room, some time on my bed verifying the security of my bedroom, and perhaps a trip or two to his food bowl to make sure there's no unauthorized theft of rations. Oscar will take on anything on four legs and some things on two, and while he loses far more often than he wins he understands that scars are cool and that's what he's all about. (Note the ding on his nose from last week...he's finally learning to leave the raccoons alone.)

There are no mice in my home. Granted, there never were, but this may be due to the deterrant effect of the physical security measures already in place. If any happen to stop by we're well equipped to handle it.

When he's not tracking muddy pawprints all over the vehicles in the driveway and ripping out my bootlaces, he enjoys battering his prey into submission and dragging them into the house for the coup de grace - an effort to impress the other occupants with his skill in battle, no doubt. I don't particularly enjoy cleaning arterial blood and feathers out of a room that looks like a scene from a Tarantino flick and we certainly have some issues to work out, but I believe that it will turn out right in the end.

The next time Oscar gets froggy and starts attacking my room mate I'll try to get it on tape. We can all learn from his courageous example.
 
Oscar's cool.
A few days after a fight, if you ever find him holed-up, panting shallow breaths and with a fever; there's probably an abscess from a fight on his body somewhere. Locate, open it up, drain it. He'll be fine by dinnertime.
Oscar has a lot of life.



munk
 
Heh...Maybe Oscar could teach my cat a thing or two. Whenever we have annoying pests in the home our 80 pound bulldog is the one to get them, she's content to just snooze and watch the action.

Since there have been "other" weapons introduced in this thread I figured I can mention the effectiveness of my Bumble Bee (full auto BB gun) on mice in the garage. Always alot of fun to get 'em running. Fortunately, the bottoms of my garage walls are concrete, so there's very little real damage done. I just gotta be real careful shooting in the paints and chemicals corner..... :D

Don't have any mice in the home, but I've extinguished several in my buddies old shed and greenhouse. I have learned you can take them out pretty effectively with felt cleaning pellets out of a high power airgun without destrying the walls or anything.

I also worked security in a huge building- about a mile and a half of dark hallways to walk several times a night. Hundreds of mice in there. Anyhoo, one of those 1911 Airsoft replicas that ran on the green gas was powerful enough to do the trick. I just had to be sure I was alone before I started blasting the rodents, Especially since it was a part of Anchorage International Airport.
 
45 minutes.

Thats how long it I had to drive late one night (with an early shift looming the next day) in response to my then girlfriend's hysterical phone call. She was standing on the coffee table (I later found out), and screaming incoherently in two languages (she came to the states at age 25) at me to, "BALIWAHCOMEHEREMOUSECHUEIBALIWAHCHEUIDULAJUWAAHHHHHHHHH!"
I bali wah-ed, and showed up with a 18"WWII, a coiled 8' bullwhip (which is when I found out she's phobic about snakes, and prompted another trip to the coffee table), and a havahart. 30 minutes and a warrior's reward later the fercious, ~1gram mouse was a goner, and I was released from duty. We're now happily married, and as far as I know, mouse free.
 
:D :D :D That's freakin' hilarious!


Reminds me of the time I came in from working an 18 hour night shift to find my wife locked upstairs with my 870 nearby because there was something with red glowing eyes staring in the window. The evil red staring eyes disappeared after I moved the chrome dome Rainbow vacuum from where it was reflecting against the sliding glass door. :D
 
munk said:
Oscar's cool.
A few days after a fight, if you ever find him holed-up, panting shallow breaths and with a fever; there's probably an abscess from a fight on his body somewhere. Locate, open it up, drain it. He'll be fine by dinnertime.
Oscar has a lot of life.

The first time Oscar lost a big one, I thought he was a goner. After a trip to the vet and $100 worth of surgery and medication, he pulled through.

Several weeks after his recovery he had another good fight. He limped inside, covered with blood and obviously in a lot of pain. Among the other injuries he sported was a claw from another cat embedded so deeply in his head that I had to use pliars to get it out. I happened to have half of a rotisserie chicken in the fridge and set him up with a wing. He was up and about (and attacking the room mate) an hour later. Chicken's now the first treatment I use and seems to work well. Sometimes I wonder if he doesn't deliberately throw a fight now and again to score some chicken.

HD - that belly's something else, huh? He's got some pretty good scars on there too but they're not evident from the pic.

RWS - are you talking about that Russian "Drozd," or whatever it's called? The black and yellow one? If so, how's that working out for you?
 
FallingKnife said:
Yahmanin: great assortment of weapons. (The havahart was what did it, right?)
Yeah, the havahart trumped the WWII for that particular adventure. I had good luck with sticky paper when I found myself outnumbered by bucktoothed roomies in the older-than-my-dad quonset hut barracks we had back in Korea, but I thought the squealing when he got stuck would send Hee Cheong back to the table, so I went with the box trap.
 
Yup, that's the one I speak of. It's a blast, as long as you acknowledge it's a toy. Put about 12,000 rounds through mine so far without a hitch.

Published velocity is 350, but most seem to be putting out closer to 500-550

It's a little chincy in some areas, like the take apart stock, and the battery compartment, but overall it's a sturdy reliable little plinker.

Only person I know of that's screwed one up is my father in law who tried to recycle BB's through his. (Heaven knows how expensive they are :rolleyes: )

Now his jams up alot.

Here's a link for those who are curious:
http://www.pyramidair.com/cgi-bin/model.pl?model_id=362

And these folks are SERIOUSLY into theres:http://azure.bbboy.net/straferbbmachinegunownersgroup-viewforum?forum=10

Lotsa fun, and I seriously doubt anyone would regret getting one, as long as they acknowledge it as a toy and not a tool. (grown up toy, but you know what I mean)
 
RWS, does that thing put out brass, or plastic bbs? A friend has an MP5 look alike that shoots 7mm plastic bbs on full auto, looks like a white laser beam, big fun. I used to have a huge yard, so it obviously got turned into a range pretty quickly. Landlord and spouse vetoed the trebuchet (spoilsports), but we still had fun. He go this hands on a 15th century repo crossbow that provided some serious amusement as well (sorry about that missing bolt, Ex), though either might have been overkill for the mouse problem.

in re your earlier, had another friend spent a miserable summer moving Rainbows door to door. Good vac, but they need to rethink the marketing end.
 
I have an RWS air rifle (1200fps) that unfortunately sounds like a .22 indoors...
I'd use that or let the rats loose and see if they "make friends" (rats tend to eat mice).
 
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