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Smart or well-trained? Or both?
Why would a mouse bother?
Mouse for Liberal Leader! Follows instructions! Remains visible! Steals the cheese only off camera!
My 14-year old son just said, “I’ll bet most Hollywood celebrities aren’t smarter than that mouse…”
I think he might have something there…
Small fed animals!
Should take some of the mice from my basement. I just set six traps, and five of them had the peanut butter licked off the trigger, one had a mouse in it. They were traps that apparently were “better” than the old kind, because they didn’t go off in your hands while setting them. Oh well.
awwww, I yike him
I can’t believe I watched that.
What I’d really like to know is how many trials it took to get the mouse to run this course without error. Whenever I see something as bizarrely complicated as this I check to see where it’s from and Germany comes up far more often than expected by chance.
Perhaps we’ve unknowingly been evolving smarter mice. My cat has eaten all of the dumb and slow ones in the yard but a few have outsmarted her and probably gone on to breed. My neighborhood is full of cats who just love a good game of hide and seek with a mouse. Just thinking of what will happen a few hundred mouse generations from now is frightening. We need a crash program to start producing superintelligent cats!
I would have throttled the pesky vermin when I had ahold of him. The little bastard is probably shitting in your box of oatmeal about now.
no mouse escapes my cat, she’s a killer.
I was expecting a more spectacular ending, involving a cat, or a rolled up magazine. Kind of a letdown.
My guess is that’s a female mouse, and the “trainer” has a bottle of preputial gland extract (potent male pheromone in mice) and has painted the path with a little brush.
Still fun to watch.
Must have been a politician taught him how to jump through all them hoops and keep going in circles, all the while never really drawing a straight line between A and B.
I’m with Snagglepuss. I hate vermin.
Turtle, you know way too much about mice. I was thinking they used some sort of food, but your explanation sounds pretty convincing.
Iagree with turtle. Plus all the little bits of mouse sh!t around the maze is disgusting.
Just the same, “I hate meeces to pieces”.
As long as the dish at the end was heavily laced with rat poison, I’m ok with that video.
All god’s creatures GREAT and small.
It’s very cute, and that’s a good thing. No?
Tim @9:27, peanut butter is so 20th Century. Mice can and will lick it off the trigger of the mousetrap without springing it, as you have seen.
The answer is to snag a raisin out of that box of Raisin Bran that’s gathering dust in your pantry, and wedge the little blob of sugar-laced goo tightly into the trigger of the trap. Mousie will sink his teeth into that raisin, and tug for all he’s worth, and snap!!! Goodbye, mousie. I’ve gotten three mice off one raisin in less than an hour.
Just nailed one of the little Socialist scum in the Suburban the other day, too. Raisins akbar!
I protest in outrage at this characterization of President Obama running the maze of his bureaucracy.
I suppose some smug Canadians think that it is smart to misrepresent our President simply because of an admitted similarity.
Simply because a resemblance to the President and his activities can be misrepresented in this way by no means justifies this unwarranted likeness.
turtle you probably have it figured out.
Greg in Dallas – we had a infestation up here, of the type you mention, we have finally gotten rid of most of them. You call it smug, we call it extermination going in a postive direction. No need to get hurt feelings…it is just that, well, if a chunk of ice country can do this…
I don’t know if it’s smart, exactly, or just incredibly well-trained. But it sure is amazing.
Actually I’ve always thought that, generally speaking, an animal’s willingness to be trained is in direct — and inverse — proportion to its intelligence.
If true, this makes cats the most intelligent creatures on the planet. No animal can express contempt like a cat somebody is trying to train. The look on its face almost speaks aloud: “WTF? Are you joking? Seriously, stop bothering me.”
> My guess is that’s a female mouse, and the “trainer” has a bottle of preputial gland extract (potent male pheromone in mice) and has painted the path with a little brush.
You sound like you know a lot about this. Do you know if you can get something like that that works on human females? ‘Cause I tell ya, I’d pay a lot for a box of that.
no fear compadres, you have my respect
well I could do that too if my tail was as long as his!
A smart mouse would have just went for the award.
Without going threw a circus run. Kind of like Government does to us every day. Think all the registrations health cards, sin cards et all.
I figure where as dumb as the mouse for putting up with it.
This mouse has more brains than Chairman O, WK and Ignatieff put together.
Now if we could only teach the thing to talk and not crap on the table.
See, and here I thought THESE were the smartest.
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Watching mousy-o go through all the hoops and over the jumps, I was forcibly reminded of higher education. The only difference is the mouse gets a nice pet and a treat at the end from Mr. Hand, whereas graduates get slapped upside the head by Reality.
The futility of the hoop jumping is the same.
The mouse did it without teleprompters.
All that running and climbing around…That’s mice abuse. Call PETA!…That evil “trainer” will surely get ‘pie in the face’ for this (Related):
http://www.theguardian.pe.ca/index.cfm?sid=321457&sc=98
” Do you know if you can get something like that that works on human females? ”
Yes, it’s called “money”.
Man, if that mouse really was ‘trained’, somebody had wayyyyyyy too much time on their hands.
I’m with Revnant Dream — a genuinely intelligent mouse would have simply gone for the food, rather than jumping through all those hoops.
We’ve been trained rather well, haven’t we? Squeek!
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