our little murine basement dweller was first sighted by kelley some two months ago. according to her story, he looked right in her eyes with a defiant visage, and seemed to be laughing as he scurried away. soon after, we discovered he had gotten into some of our foodstuffs, which were promptly discarded, along with anything he might have walked past, looked at, or otherwise thought about in any way. as busy as i was with my new duties involving dozens of daily trips to the basement for anything kelley might need, i was frequently petitioned to quit my pilot job and assume full time extermination duties.
adding to my frustration was the fact that our tiny transient was particularly cunning, and artful in the ways of basement survival. i tried an array of fatal traps, all of which he was able to evade with baited reward. the panoply of humane traps he balked at altogether. i even constructed a crude booby trap similar to the one which successfully snared my missing turtle some twenty five years ago, but to no avail. kelley spent most of her free time stomping on the ground level flooring, as if to somehow badger the surreptitious cellar dweller into a change of residence.
as if conspiring to ruin my life, the rodent's relative waited until i was getting ready to leave for work to make an upstairs appearance. in our time crunch, we employed our neighbor shane to up our arsenal, while a consternated kelley even suggested the purchase of a starving cat to confine to the lower level.
it was shane who serendipitously stumbled across the victor woodstream m-130 quick set snap trap- a device so hypersensitive, it snaps when it hears the word mouse. after the humiliating failure of an entire stockpile of lesser mouse traps, the rapacious m-130 did its job with unrelenting precision. after seeing the device tear through an entire rodent population, i can testify to the truthfulness of the old axiom- when an m-130 comes up empty, you know the mice are gone.
this is not the spot where i set the trap- the m-130 hunted the mouse down and rained down on him with fatal aggression before dragging his corpse out in a more public quarter as a final humiliation.
the m-130, marvel of modern mouse trapping technology displays its prey in the company of those that went before.
10 comments:
I'm so glad the mouse is gone! Kelley, you can finally sleep at night, now!
that is not a cute picture to put on your blog.
best. blog. post. ever.
Yes, that was a fantastic post. Glad to hear the m-130 dispatched your foe so effectively.
Peace through superior firepower.
I don't know you Will....but you are FUNNY. I am still laughing. Way to catch that mouse!
GROSS! Yet it was the best blog event. You found victory over the pest in the basement. I know you are now all sleeping peacefully. Since Kelley told me about it a couple months ago I decided to be proactive in house. We caught one in the garage. They don't stand a chance!
LOL that was awesome!!
Will, I don't know if you remember our brief rat problem at Tucker Lane a few years ago, but after long hours of careful experimentation we found that peanut butter is the most effective bait to use in a trap. You can file that one away for the future. You should also remember that eating an entire box of mouse poison won’t kill a rat, but it will slow him down enough that you can catch him with an old set of kitchen tongs.
bames,
every trap i used was baited with peanut butter, bread crumbs, and mouse sized $100 bills. that includes my home built, which was a variation on the old "palm frawns over a hole in the jungle" concept.
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