I Want to Share My Story of My Life Right Now

I just want to talk of snippets,not the whole.
When I was a child,my sister and I kept pet mice,which were kept in a large hutch outside.Wild mice (Good Bless them) gnawed their way into the hutch and soon we had over 40 mice living there,which to me was great.
One day my father told me they were a problem,and had to be dealt with,telling me to go with him.He had a large transparant plastic bag which he filled with water,then with the mice.
Those images are burnt into my memory cells.