I have been too lenient with the mice at my house.
Yes, I have mice. They live in my garage and in the breezeway that connects the garage to the house. Generally, I let them be. I don't have any crops for them to spoil, and they don't come into the house. I have four cats, and the life expectancy of a mouse that sneaks into the house is extremely short.
However, now that it's getting cold, they're coming into the breezeway in greater numbers to escape the elements. Last week I found one trapped in an empty bucket. As I'm so tender-hearted toward animals, I brought it outside and let it go.
Now the little vermin has told its friends that my place is a safe spot to hole up for the winter.
This morning I found six--yes, six--trapped in the empty garbage can.
I let them go, but enough is enough. Now they're just taking advantage of my generous hospitality. I might have to buy some neck-snapping traps. I hate to kill them, and considered live traps, but they'd be just as dead if I transported them out into a field somewhere. House mice are more or less dependent on humans for survival. It would be more humane to just execute them outright.
However, I will first get rid of the plastic storage containers in the breezeway to deprive them of attractive hiding places and climbing apparatus. Perhaps that will discourage them. Or at least they'll stop climbing into places they can't get out of, and I won't have to deal with helping them escape.
Then we can go back to ignoring one another.
Yes, I have mice. They live in my garage and in the breezeway that connects the garage to the house. Generally, I let them be. I don't have any crops for them to spoil, and they don't come into the house. I have four cats, and the life expectancy of a mouse that sneaks into the house is extremely short.
However, now that it's getting cold, they're coming into the breezeway in greater numbers to escape the elements. Last week I found one trapped in an empty bucket. As I'm so tender-hearted toward animals, I brought it outside and let it go.
Now the little vermin has told its friends that my place is a safe spot to hole up for the winter.
This morning I found six--yes, six--trapped in the empty garbage can.
I let them go, but enough is enough. Now they're just taking advantage of my generous hospitality. I might have to buy some neck-snapping traps. I hate to kill them, and considered live traps, but they'd be just as dead if I transported them out into a field somewhere. House mice are more or less dependent on humans for survival. It would be more humane to just execute them outright.
However, I will first get rid of the plastic storage containers in the breezeway to deprive them of attractive hiding places and climbing apparatus. Perhaps that will discourage them. Or at least they'll stop climbing into places they can't get out of, and I won't have to deal with helping them escape.
Then we can go back to ignoring one another.
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Benedryl is evil, but when you're just too sick to function at least it will knock ya out I guess.
I was having a real hard time sitting through this Flora of China lecture last night. The auditorium has a bit of mold, comine that with my current allergy situation and I wasn't breathing very well. And of course I forgot my inhaler. It sucked.