We're up to app 40 mice. Steve shifted my wardrobe and found two long dead ones beneath it. They were able to creep in because there's a bargeboard at the front but not at the back, thus creating a large cavity underneath. I had been complaining about a smelly bedroom ever since we returned home but we couldn't find the culprits. So, we have slept in the caravan. I'll give it a few days before we move back inside to sleep --- the memory of the smell is firmly entrenched in my brain and in my nose.
Thanks to sis in law, Debbie for her suggestion that the mouse had a heart attack when he encountered the toys in the bag. It would have been all those beady, glassy eyes looking at him!!!
We put our plastic-bottle-over-bucket mouse trap outside. No mice had attacked it inside and the bottle was still liberally plastered with peanut butter. Last night, ALL of the peanut butter disappeared. That's one big mouse!!
Sent to me by Dad's cousin, Barry, this cartoon is entitled, Dilemma for boat people." I think this sums it up pretty well.
Sent to me by Dad's cousin, Barry, this cartoon is entitled, Dilemma for boat people." I think this sums it up pretty well.
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How many swimmers in the bucket or do your birds like peanut butter water marinated mice?
ReplyDeleteNo swimmers, no idea what ate the peanut butter! I'll put up a sign, "Free marinated mice" and that might attract both mice and birds.
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