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There is a steady stream of little gray field mice that somehow find their way into our kitchen. I’m not sure where they come from, but they gotta go. I’ve snagged one a day for about a week.
There’s a hole in the sidewalk in front of the kitchen where I think they may be entering. I have to go look hard at closing that up. Otherwise the house is pretty tight, I mean it’s stone. How the hell are they getting in? thankfully no food gets stored in the areas where we see them, but we want ’em gone.
if these were deer, I’d have to get a new freezer.
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Get a yard cat. Won’t even have to feed her.
We had a housecat for the longest time. I’ve had enough cats. And outdoor cats aren’t allowed around here. Local ordinance says the have to be on a leash (No shit. Cats on a leash. This comes about because a neighbor has a shivering little scottie dog the size of a teacup that was being harassed by a local tom) Anyway, this is a yearly event, so it’s a familiar drill, find a hole, plug it, lather, rinse repeat.
Two words: glue trap.
I had field mice in the walk-in attic, until the neighbor cut down the tree that was overhanging my roof. No kidding, they must’ve been walking on the branch, jumping onto my roof, and squeezing through the gaps where the roof meets the top of the wall. After that, I had a grudging admiration for the buggers. That’s dedication. The sonar thing is useless, and they avoided the Victor traps. A dab of peanut butter in the middle of a glue trap always got them that day.
Btw, I also have to check daily for signs of any groundhog burrowing, to make sure one doesn’t come under the foundation. I’d hate to go in the basement to do laundry and find a sharp toothed woodchuck hanging out, in addition to the foundation damage her presence means.
Get one of the roovling door traps and smear some peanut butter on the door.
If you find a run, you don’t even need that.
You can make a run laying a board along the wall and put a trap in the middle or one end. THat works pretty good too.
I think your should find a bunch of wool socks. Leave them around so the mice will jump into them and commence fucking & making noisy whoopee. You can then use whatever means you see fit to end their life at their most happy moment.
Roger
A fitting comment. Nice.
hmmmm Roger, are you proposing that Og should be an enabler for “unsafe socks”
*Runs, ducks, and covers*
Oh for goodness sake. Just sit in the kitchen with an air pistol and a case of beer. Every time you get one mouse, drink two beers.
After an hour or two, you’ll be shooting corpses so you can drink another beer.
Although a larger caliber is almost always a good idea, it’s not in this case. Fair warning, heed.
My landlady has mice in her garage.
My mother told her I don’t mind emptying mouse traps (which is true; dead animals have never bothered me much).
You do the math.
I’ve read the little bastards can squeeze through a hole 1/4″ in diameter; I believe it. They can get into damn near everywhere
A woman from Aroostook County told me how to stop mice. Find anyplace they might be coming in and stuff the hole with steel wool.
It works.