Do you know what I did to Tom? Do you? DO YOU?! I hope you like dynamite cigars.
Killing a mouse is already stressful enough without worrying about becoming involved in a rodent blood feud. According to the person who posted this image, he heard the trap go off while he was in bed and summoned up the courage to go look at the dead wee beastie (some people are squeamish about killing cute things that way) only to discover he had been marked. Now it's only a matter of time before the Rescue Rangers rappel down the walls and tie him down while the rats of NIMH chew his face off. Buy a lot of cheese, friend, it's your only hope.