I killed it!

Some of you may remember the mouse of which I've spoken.
Well, this morning I caught it in one of those sticky traps, and it bit me.
Anyway, my mom got freaked out and put the thing in a plastic bag and left it outside, completely sealing the bag.
"Mom, if that's what you're intending, it's a lot worse than me just killing it outright."
"But it's not as messy!"
"Would you rather suffocate or simply die instantly? I'm trying to be humane here. It's stuck on a damn sticky trap, and if it doesn't suffocate, or if I don't shoot it, it will starve or be crushed under garbage. Only one of those four conclusions is the least stressful for the mouse."

Unfortunately, I had to oil up my varmint gun before shooting the mouse, because I hadn't used it in about a year. So, it heard my "oil shot", and immediately tensed up. I got a lead pellet, got my air rifle set (I can't use live ammunition in my neighborhood), and I blasted the thing to wherever dead mice go. To be honest, I was quite satisfied with myself. Not only had I committed a humane act, but I also got to kill something that bit me.

Ha ha...I felt like a sniper. It only took one shot, and I hit the mouse's neck from about 20 feet away (I thought it might spray dirty rodent blood on me).

 

I'm not about to make an omelet out of something that's been surrepticiously stealing my food, and then pooping all over my room. That's sick. It's only worth shooting.
But if that's not what you're implying, no I didn't make an omelette and eat it for breakfast. They're too french, so I eat them for dinner.

 

Not even a mouthful. And it would not be worth skinning and cleaning it.

 

And now you start frothing at the mouth from rabies. Nice knowing ya.

 

But the retribution will taste soo god damn sweet...

 

What body fat? It was an extremely athletic mouse, and nearly escaped the sticky trap.
It also somehow jumped two feet into the air, and was able to run at somewhere around five miles per hour.
Scale that up to a human, and you have a person who can jump more than 900 feet into the air, and run at more than 2200 miles per hour.
I think. I did those calculations based on the weight of the mouse and the weight of the average human, and multiplied the numbers by the resultant weight ratio;
453.6 to 1

 

I did the calculations again in relation to the diameter of my projectile and the length of the mouse's body;
Scaling it up to a person my size, I hit the mouse with a four inch thick cannonball. Well, 4.4 inch...but you know what I'm saying.
Also, I did the calculations again with regard to size, as opposed to mass (my original mistake);
OK, so a mouse running at five miles per hour is like a person who's 6'2" running at 121.9 miles per hour. And, jumping two feet into the air for the mouse is like a human jumping more than 48 feet straight up. It's still crazy, but what I described earlier is more like the daily jaunt of superman.
However, the mass of the animal is most likely what allows it to move in such a way. The larger an animal gets, it gets stronger, but the effort needed to move increases as well.
I found that if a person doubles in size, the effort involved in moving increases by a factor of either eight or four...I can't remember which. The point, bigger is only better when you talk about certain anatomical features.

 

...anymore (the all-important caveat).

 

Well, technically they're gone because the planet couldn't maintain the resources necessary for their survival.
The next animals to get that big are going to be turtles.

 

Gross, you're smahrt.

Hope you don't get hantavirus. That's some nasty shit.

 

Well, I guess that if by "doubling in size" you mean that something becomes twice as tall and twice as long and twice as high, then it is going to have four times the surface area and eight times the volume, no matter what it is.

 

Were fucked Richard. Thats the way she goes...

 

If it was a uniform increase in overal space, then the volume of air would increase by eight, provided the air pressure remained the same.
It's actually pretty simple if you take a step back from it.
Looking at all ofthat, I also checked up on Spiderman. Seeing as he's got the "strength of a spider", I thought I'd see what happened when I scaled up the strength of a wolf spider. Now, a normal spider can lift anywhere from five to fifteen times their own weight. But, if you scale a spider up to the size of a human, it's only as strong as your average man (if it can still support its own weight).