I Smell a Rat

Picture of a mouse trap with dog food bait.It doesn’t take a genius to figure out what’s going on when he finds a hole chewed in the cat food bag that was being kept in the garage, and another hole in the wall behind a garage shelf. Previously, I had thought it was a mouse, or mice, but I saw it tonight. It ran across the rafters and behind the sheet rock when I entered the garage and Henson started sniffing around suspiciously.

I’ve set a few traps. They’re probably too small, but we’ll see what turns up in the morning. I tried to set the traps up so that some of the food was “safe” and not on the traps. That way, maybe they’ll think it’s all safe and go for it. If I come out in the morning and only the safe food is gone, I’ll know I’ve gotta step up my game a bit.

The truly surprising thing about this is that it gives Steph a serious case of the heebie-jeebies. I’ve never seen her react like this to any other animal. But given the stories she has to tell about rats and mice, she knows better than most how nasty they can be. Maybe I should be scared, but I’m not.

Has anyone here ever caught a mouse or rat in their house?

11 thoughts on “I Smell a Rat

  1. I’ve caught six mice so far this fall. I think that’s the end of them.

    I’ve got two different kinds of traps – a few of the old school you’ll-probably-curse-while-setting-it traps and then some fancy plastic ones that were a little more expensive. They both work well on mice but rats might need something fancier.

  2. Well, it turns out I’m going to have to step up my game. We’ve got roof rats, apparently. And they’re clever and careful enough to eat the food right off a trap like the one in the picture and never set the trap off.

    I went into the garage this morning, and the food on two of the three traps was entirely gone, with the food on the third trap being partially gone, and all three traps had not sprung. So, back to the drawing board.

    I feel like Wile E. Coyote. I’ll be ordering the Acme Rat Extermination Kit soon, I’m sure.

  3. When you were a child and we lived at Big Springs we had mice. In one 24 hour period we caught 11 mice and one son (who shall remain nameless since I don’t want to embarrass my only male offspring) who investigated the mouse trap on the kitchen floor and got “snapped” in the process.

    I’d recommend going to a hardware store or Home Depot and talk to the Steve W. on duty there (find someone who looks over 40) and ask what works against the kind of vermin you describe. He’ll probably have a suggestion of the latest and greatest product that seems, for the moment, to be ahead of the rat’s learning curve. Traps, poison, glue pads are all part of the arsenal.

    Obviously, with Henson and Five, one must be exceedingly careful with poison, but that may be necessitated if it’s all-out war. Since Henson already OD’d on the slug bait, we can imagine what he’d do if offered the opportunity to have something considered a delicacy to mammals. I don’t even want to think of Henson coming in contact with a glue pad, or two,or three.

  4. Oh… and I hate glue pads. When we had the mouse infestation at Bethel, they gave us a bunch of sticky traps. Then, I’d wake up to the sound of girls screaming. One girl woke up in the morning and put a bucket over the stuck mouse with a post-it on top that said “Mouse Under Bucket” so her roommate wouldn’t freak out. Well, her roomie thought it was a joke and pulled the bucket off and started screaming bloody murder.

    And it’s not that I’m AFRAID of mice. I’ve killed several with a broomball stick (I think the girls on my floor can attest to this) and have hunted down several rats with my dad’s gun and a rottweiler in tow. Stupid vermin.

    I just…. Well…. They can be nasty little buggers. Once you’ve had one of those stupid things clamp on your thumb and refuse to let go… Oh, and the pain you have when the doctor has to sear your nail shut with glue and a heat gun. Yeah. I HATE RODENTS.

  5. What you probably want is a Victor model M131. It’s like a chip-clip, but for rats. Spread some peanut butter on inside of the top section near the back. Then set it with the open end flush against the wall so that it forms a little tunnel for the rat to run through. Problem solved.

  6. That sounds like good advice, but Steph and I have already put a new plan into action. I don’t want to say too much in case they’re reading this. But I will tell you this: it involves their demise.

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