Carzee
28th March 2015, 10:23 PM
4 DAYS BACK
Well we didn't need CSI to tell us, we saw 2 mice in the kitchen on a curtain and didn't they scamper quick! Haven't seen mice in 20 years or so. These are not little mice like a pet shop stocks, these are big field mice, not quite rats with eyes the size of M&Ms, but in between size. Fast things.
Anyway, I have been on a couple of 24hr shifts and when I get home this week the only topic is "making a trap out of 2 litre coke bottles" and cheese and peanut butter and "dusting the floor near the bait to see if there was an overnight visit" etc.
By Wednesday night the tone from the other half got serious and blue Ratsak cubes came home from shop. Next day I get home and hear we got blue poo now. But they are still around and still not setting the traps off. The warfrin stuff is supposed to gradually kill them over a number of days... nah
TODAY.
I sees she is "seriouser" and pulling apart kitchen things to find the "Lair". Can I move the fridge for her? Can I move the bar-fridge? Can I get the dishwasher (noisey thing) out of its cubby hole?
Next thing a mouse is running out from under the dishwasher across to the kitchen unit and behind it. Tops! I found "the Lair" complete with a half eaten blue cube. And another mouse, the second one, took an identical run from the lair" over to the same place of refuge behind the old style kitchen unit/cupboard. How did they live under that noisey thing when it was going?
At least now I know there are only two and no more Mrs Nice Guy, she's asking me to hit them with a mop. "The Mop?" methinks - we're way past that. I have to stop watching The Walking Dead.
The torch came in handy. I see them - they are both together on the skirting board in the dark behind the cupboard.
So I go out to the back look for some steel bar. And come back in the kitchen killing zone with a reasonably heavy piece of metal I was going to paint soon: the long part of our dismantled Jackall Hi Lift jack.
:) I poke it behind the kitchen unit where there is just enough space and I hold it horizontally, parallel with the floor, and then I drop it. Some squeeks right off.
I went back and cleaned up after watching some more catchup TV. One still had a bit of squirming and a flicking tail, but that was the end of the road for the Mice.
Thanks jackall.
Well we didn't need CSI to tell us, we saw 2 mice in the kitchen on a curtain and didn't they scamper quick! Haven't seen mice in 20 years or so. These are not little mice like a pet shop stocks, these are big field mice, not quite rats with eyes the size of M&Ms, but in between size. Fast things.
Anyway, I have been on a couple of 24hr shifts and when I get home this week the only topic is "making a trap out of 2 litre coke bottles" and cheese and peanut butter and "dusting the floor near the bait to see if there was an overnight visit" etc.
By Wednesday night the tone from the other half got serious and blue Ratsak cubes came home from shop. Next day I get home and hear we got blue poo now. But they are still around and still not setting the traps off. The warfrin stuff is supposed to gradually kill them over a number of days... nah
TODAY.
I sees she is "seriouser" and pulling apart kitchen things to find the "Lair". Can I move the fridge for her? Can I move the bar-fridge? Can I get the dishwasher (noisey thing) out of its cubby hole?
Next thing a mouse is running out from under the dishwasher across to the kitchen unit and behind it. Tops! I found "the Lair" complete with a half eaten blue cube. And another mouse, the second one, took an identical run from the lair" over to the same place of refuge behind the old style kitchen unit/cupboard. How did they live under that noisey thing when it was going?
At least now I know there are only two and no more Mrs Nice Guy, she's asking me to hit them with a mop. "The Mop?" methinks - we're way past that. I have to stop watching The Walking Dead.
The torch came in handy. I see them - they are both together on the skirting board in the dark behind the cupboard.
So I go out to the back look for some steel bar. And come back in the kitchen killing zone with a reasonably heavy piece of metal I was going to paint soon: the long part of our dismantled Jackall Hi Lift jack.
:) I poke it behind the kitchen unit where there is just enough space and I hold it horizontally, parallel with the floor, and then I drop it. Some squeeks right off.
I went back and cleaned up after watching some more catchup TV. One still had a bit of squirming and a flicking tail, but that was the end of the road for the Mice.
Thanks jackall.