The first year we bought our cabin it seemed like we were overrun with mice. One morning I even found my shoes filled with dry cat food from the bowl in the kitchen. We declared war. We spent days going through the cabin, looking for any possible access points the mice could use. Every place we found got stuffed with fine steel wool. We put traps everywhere. I'm happy to say that we haven't caught any mice now in 4 years and we haven't seen any evidence of mouse droppings or mice in the house at all. I've even, on occasion, deliberately left a crust of bread on the floor and come back a week later to find it hasn't been touched. This makes my wife happy and as they say (whoever they are) "A happy wife means a happy life."
Those who are unwilling to defend freedom, will become unfree.
we used to have a problem, but a weasel moved in last year. shes tiny but we haven't seen mouse since.
"I think that I am very reasonable therefore ......." ICRCC
we used to have a problem, but a weasel moved in last year. shes tiny but we haven't seen mouse since.
ha ha, thinkin about it, we're gonna have one hell of a weasel problem down the road
"I think that I am very reasonable therefore ......." ICRCC
This makes my wife happy and as they say (whoever they are) "A happy wife means a happy life."
😆 😆 You're a wise man 😉
Russell Coight....outback legend