Stubee
Doctor of Teleocity
I love animals but do not want mice in my house. No mercy here as they are persistent & destructive.
Try some glue traps where you see ‘em running.
Try some glue traps where you see ‘em running.
We had an off grid home in western CO. Same thing mice everywhere. They are destructive little demons. I was at war with the little buggers , snap traps,glue boards, poison in the little boxes. After a year of this I adopted 2 cats and within a month or two the mice were gone. The cats always left a trophy from each kill, tail, internal organs and the like just to let me know the were on the job. I never liked cats before, but I do now.We rented a house in rural Colorado for a while that had hot and cold running mice.
Our oldest was just 2 at the time, and they ran around in the room where he slept.
I tried all sorts of traps, and here's what worked:
Old-school Victor spring traps like in the cartoons.
Baited with Velveeta.
So we've had a (very brown) mouse dashing around our house for a month now, with no luck capturing him. (We set out a few peanut-butter-laced no-kill traps in seemingly savvy places. Nada.) Figuring out where he's hiding during the day and what the hell he's up to at night is just as puzzling.
Between 1 and 3 a.m. every night (I'm often up late grading papers & etc.) he scampers from the music room into our small middle-of-the-house hallway, behind the big pine cabinet beneath our TV----and then dashes from that right toward the (recliner) chair I'm in. Across the open floor, and the bright light. Then he disappears. I've flipped the chair over and looked and poked around it aplenty with a flashlight. Nada. He could be zipping beyond the chair, but he's nowhere to be found under the baseboard radiators, under/in any other furniture in the front room (including the couch), etc. At times, two hearty teens are helping me flip furniture over to try to find where he went, sliding a broom all along the space between the radiator and floor, etc. And our dog, who's quite feral, will leap off the couch at the mouse's diagonal dash, only to lose it, each time, when it reaches my chair.
So
1) What is this guy doing? Why is he exposing himself to such risk as that, running into the one room that's lit and occupied, by not just bidpeds but by the dog?
2) Where could he be going? The kitchen is at the other end of the house, and there have to be safer routes to it (e.g., through the basement and up through plumbing holes and framing spaces, etc.). We cleaned all the crumbs out of the front room as soon as the mouse showed up. We vacuumed under the couch cushions, we move the furniture and sweep several times a week, etc. The three of us poking around with flashlights not only can't find him once he disappears into the room, but we don't see any signs of him. No feces, no chewed-into this and that, no nesting.
3) He's nowhere to be found in the music room, too. (Plus, since he isn't nesting in the '74 Bandmaster Reverb in there, I'm considering him an anti-Fender metal head.)
4) Since he's ignoring the traps, should we bait them with something other/better than peanut butter? If so, what?
I admire his chutzpah and laugh that he's outwitting us. But having had hanta virus already once, and just recoiling from the idea of rodents in the house (lawyer jokes left aside here), I do want him out. Alive, but elsewhere. It's his world, too, yes, but our home.
Thanks for your advice here.
Yes...they will take over...get em gone (as in gone gone)Google bucket traps. By far the best. No water in the bottom makes them no kill.
They carry diseases...you want them gone. They'll breed extremely fast. ASAP is important.
The fiends!I found peanut butter to not work. Cheese did work in the no kill traps.
The no kill traps didnt end the problem though. I wonder if the same mice learn and get back in in the same spot?
I had to go to old fashioned kill traps. It was ugly to kill the critters but the word got out and they went away entirely!
Beware that there will be others and you'll find an ugly crappy wet nasty nest in a closet many months from now. I found one in my underwear drawer 3 feet up once!
They must communicate. Seriously! They'd come out at night and walk right past us into the kitchen while we sat in the living room.
Also, it was so bad at one point that they built a stash of bird seeds and dog kibbles in my archtop! (see below) View attachment 1085559