Today I had the opportunity to exercise my ecclesiastical responsibilities as home teacher by killing a mouse that some girls found in their basement.
Of course I'm always delighted to help when I can, but I have very little experience when it comes to sending small, harmless vermin to their eternal reward.
Here's the poor, little guy. He had two paws free, you know. It looked like his back two paws were broken. Even if I were so inclined, I probably couldn't let him loose, because his death would be slow and agonizing.
Remembering the "News Radio" episode "Rat Funeral," I decided to employ a variety of tools, including a telephone book.
I wrapped the poor little guy up in some plastic bags...
...then I placed the telephone book over the bags...
...and slammed it three times with a snow shovel.
Bang. Dead mouse.
Fun way to start the morning -- and a much more exciting home teaching visit than just delivering the First Presidency message!