If you give a mouse a cookie will they go away? WE HAVE A MOUSE IN THE HOUSE! Yesterday I was at the stove getting ready to start cooking dinner when a rodent ran across and down the cupboard. I was holding Isaac and screamed like a little girl. I scared him to death and apparently the mouse too because he went into hiding. I called Tim and told him to come home and get the mouse out of the house. Tim kicked into “hunter” mode. He got a large pole. I guess he was going to beat the mouse to death if he came out. Then he moved the fridge and out came the little guy and ran into the spare bedroom. Great, that is just what I want, a mouse in the bedroom. We looked everywhere in the bedroom and of course he is no where to be found. Well after that little incident I no longer felt inclined to cook. So out we went to grab dinner and mousetraps. Tim was floored that I never had a mouse in my house before. So we got those sticky traps and put peanut butter on them. Tim explained the way they just happen to get stuck on there and squeak and squeal and struggle until they rip their arms off. TOO GROSS! So Tim put some peanut butter on the trap and we went to bed. I woke many times in the night because I thought I heard the torment of mouse arms being ripped off. Apparently I was wrong, I must have heard the mouse feasting and belching out peanut butter. In the morning all the peanut butter was gone and there was no armless mouse on the trap. Grrrrrr! He is still in there. So I guess we will have to try plan B and get regular old mouse traps. Meanwhile the mouse roams.
sneaky little devils!
Try “the better mouse trap.” Steve swears by it.
ewww! i hate mice. seriously, grosses me out.
I can relate! A few weeks ago I found a DEAD mouse under my vacuum in the coat closet. I pulled out the vacuum, saw the casualty and jumped all around the family room squealing and jumped on the couch. I felt like an idiot. Especially since Nello’s friend was over, PLUS the mouse was DEAD! Just a natural reaction, I guess.
We had another one run across our kitchen floor to eat all that Maia had dropped from dinner. I was quite calm about that one! Not sure why. We figured out we had an opening behind our fridge where the plummer had done some work. It has since been drywalled over. My advice – look for any openings and plug them! We also have used traps with bait that kills them. Apparently it worked.
OK, here’s what we used when we first moved in and had critters in Caroline’s room, of all places…why in my baby’s room, for the love of God?!? Anyway…we bought those electronic thingys that you plug into an outlet…around $20 for 4 at Lowe’s. (I know, Beck–ya gotta spend a bit on this one!) They WORK!!! We replace them twice a year and have never seen another critter since. Seriously. This is when the adage is true–you get what you pay for!