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Classic Tales: Of Mice And Women
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Tue Dec 22
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04/08/09
You can get it at hunting/sporting goods stores. If you only use a TINY bit you can't smell it too strongly but the mice get the message.
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When I had both roaches and mice at my first house living away from my parents we set traps and Raid-ed like crazy. But I didn't deal with the traps, my older, non vegetarian roommates did.
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Rats we generally have to kill to capture. We've had no success with live trapping them.
Unfortunately we decided to put poison under the house which was fine until a rat came out from under the house and one of the dogs got it. Even though it was highly unlikely the dog was poisoned by the rat -- he didn't break the skin, we chose to treat him anyway and he's still taking 3 vitamin K a day.
04/08/09
That said, I'm a catch-and-release girl -- out into the field they go. But only since I no longer have a Labrador retriever who'll eat them whole and solve the problem for me. (Cat is no help. Cats leave mice in pieces.)
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I'm not bloodthirsty. I don't want to see animals suffer. But pest animals, with all their attendant health risks, are just not something I can get cutesy and sentimental over.
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I agree: trap them, scoop up the traps in a grocery bag, and throw them out immediately.
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One of the cats I have now came into the house when I was doing yoga one evening and dropped something next to my head while I was up in a backbend (I just heard a "thump"). When I came back down to the floor and turned my head there was a large dead mouse about three inches from my eye. I think my short screaming fit hurt kitty's feelings terribly.
04/08/09
We had a great big GIANT long-haired grey cat named Spatter. Friendliest, sweetest cat in the world. We used to think he was part Maine Coon just because of how big and fluffy he was. He was HUGE. Not fat, just tall and square.
Spatter was also a frighteningly good hunter. He would bring down full-grown rabbits (he was fast, and ENORMOUS.) And they would SCREAM. Have you ever heard a rabbit in distress? It sounds like a toddler in abject terror. "YEEEEEENGH!" Yeah, Spatter would kill them pretty terribly, and then there would be bits of bunny all over the yard the next morning, and a very proud-looking Spatter.
The best was when I was about five, and he and I were playing outside, and he brought me a half-dead mouse for me to kill. He thought I was his kitten. He wanted to teach me how to cat.
I loved that guy. He was awesome.
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Anything she catches, she either tortures and releases, or eats just the head.
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However, I think he (or his friends) were annoying someone else in the building. One night I ran into the apartment, dropped my stuff, picked up my dry cleaning, and ran back out to drop it off. I came back 15 minutes later to a dead mouse smack in the middle of the floor. I think he died of poison mid-run, and he had to have died somewhere in those 15 minutes. Yuck.
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I think it's still on the wall.
Another thing that creeps me out: finding one ant.
There's not just one.
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Double WORD on the ants. There's NEVER just one.
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OH MY GOD. Very few things will cause me to become as unhinged as waterbugs do. THEY'RE BIG. THEY FLY. GALLLGHG.
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