We baited the mouse traps with irresistible mousy things like cheese and Reeses Peanut Butter Cups. And we chose well. The bait wasn't resisted. The traps were. When we checked the traps yesterday, all the bait was gone and so were the mice. No sign of them.
So we tested the trap with a pencil: lightning fast. We are dealing with some pretty intelligent critters. (Oh, and one unfortunate 3-year-old, who left one sticky trap baitless on a foray into the storage room.)
Well, Rex isn't messing around anymore. He came back from the store this morning with no less than 12 traps. I was like, "Dude. You're not putting all of those up." And he was like, "Yes I am. I am at war. This is a war."
So there's a trap like every six inches. Now we'll wake up to some full traps, or we'll have serviced an all-you-can-eat mouse buffet.
(Oh yeah, and 3-year-olds aren't allowed anymore. They'll have to find snacks elsewhere.)
I spent all night whittling down popsicle sticks into deadly mouse punji stakes dipped in liquid decon, placed in cupcake sized rat holes covered with grass. I've placed mines made out of cap gun caps, which will surely take off a limb or two. I also have boiling pans of canola oil tied to little trip wires, ready to deep fry the little buggers. And to top it off, I bared some electrical cords that I have plugged in and put peanut butter on the exposed wiring. (hu-hu-hu-ahh ahhh [villainous laughter])
ReplyDeleteOk...I just set up 12 traps; but they aren't going to out flank me this time!!!
Dad: WE SUPPORT THE TROOPS!
ReplyDeleteMom: Haven't you learned to co-exist with critters yet? Can't we all be friends?
ReplyDeleteJoey: you know what really works is learning mice-ese and recruiting double agents.
ReplyDeleteActual Katie: you guys gave us quite the good laugh. we are glad that you are so dedicated to such a good cause. btw - who was the unfortunate 3 year old?
ReplyDeletegoodluck! Hope they get caught!
ReplyDeleteoops, it's not mom, it's bethany (I'm on my mom's computer)
ReplyDeleteI will have to claim the 3 year old in question, but I wouldn't call him unfortunate, he just beat the little demons to the prize! I asked him if he got a treat in Jenny's dungeon and he said "Chocolate..Num!" I guess that means yes.
ReplyDeleteForget the Mice-ese and being nice. All out DECON. We have it all over in hidden places that kids can't reach and we haven't seen a mice since 2002 when the 24 hour Olympic Cooks created a smorgasborg the mice couldn't resist. They came in from Canada there was so much food.
ReplyDeleteAfter Decon, the house reeked of dying mouse bodies for about 3 weeks, then......nothing.
Hey Rex, too bad there isn't a way to bake them in the sun. I am glad we are not the only ones at war with the pesky varmints (sp???)
ReplyDeleteHey, great idea Missy. I'll catch them live and then wait for a business trip or boating excursion to set them out back, maybe even with a heat lamp added. Then I can get Jenny to take their confessions.
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