vernon
Harder than Ronnie Pickering
- Location
- Meanwood, Leeds
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Bluebell72
New Member
- Location
- Hull, East Yorkshire
Lord no. The house next to mine had been empty for a while, but now there are new occupants, with a little dog. It seemed to have released a tidal flow, a rodent tsunami and my understairs cupboard suddenly became a mouse house (shredded carrier bags, mouse mess etc)
I didn't put poison down, as couldn't bear to think of them dead and rotting under the floor, so I got some traps.
Over four days I had 14 mice. I was dreading coming home as there was a body or two to remove each afternoon.
and they're so little
If you're interested, they were wood mice, not house mice, which is quite unusual, I'm told, especially at this time of year.
I have been mouse-free for about 6 weeks now.
I didn't put poison down, as couldn't bear to think of them dead and rotting under the floor, so I got some traps.
Over four days I had 14 mice. I was dreading coming home as there was a body or two to remove each afternoon.
and they're so little If you're interested, they were wood mice, not house mice, which is quite unusual, I'm told, especially at this time of year.
I have been mouse-free for about 6 weeks now.
Fnaar
Smutmaster General
- Location
- Thumberland
One house we lived in was really infested (for a bit)... we could lie in bed an watch the little blighters running across the floor. I got three traps, and set them. Caught three every night for 2 weeks. I put them in the garden: big garden, lots of cats and foxes used it, and I figured the dead mice would get eaten... wrong!! I ended up with a pile of rotting mice!!!
Then we called in the mice man, and he used poison... they'd all gone within a couple of days. I didn't find any dead/poisoned ones in the house, even though I looked for them.
Then we called in the mice man, and he used poison... they'd all gone within a couple of days. I didn't find any dead/poisoned ones in the house, even though I looked for them.
Judderz
Well-Known Member
- Location
- Astley, Nr Manchester
If I remember right, the poison makes them thirsty, (in a dehydrated way), so they forrage off to find water, hence no dead ones under the floor boards.
Melonfish
Evil Genius in training.
- Location
- Warrington, UK
See i've had the opportunity to have a single mouse in the house. the wife went to a cottage get away with her friends a while back, one of them had a hen night etc.
anyhoo turns out she'd brought back a mouse in her backpack, why on earth it was in there i don't know but she unknowingly brought it all the way back from deepest darkest wales, unpacked a few clothes and dumped the bag on the bed wide open.
about 1am she wakes me up and says "Pete i can here something under the wardrobe"
"no you can't" says I "Go back to sleep"
a few minutes later
"pete, i think we have a mouse, its under the wardrobe"
"there's no bloody mouse go back to sleep"
a few more minutes later
"thats it, i'm telling you there's a mouse!!!"
So up i jump out of bed and make a bee line for the wardrobe, on go the lights and i start shaking it around shouting "Look there's nothing here!!"
at which point a small mouse from the wilds of wales makes a dash out from under the wardrobe, across my bare foot and into the room next door where my 6 month old son is asleep.
i managed "oh look, a mouse..." (to this day she's never let me forget this incident i might add)
so this little blighter is zooming around my sons room, now all we have in here is a changing unit, a cot and a double seat couch thing (actually a damn neat idea for feeding in the night) its all raised off the floor too so i can see the little welsh git under the couch.
little man goes into our room with the wife, thankfully #1 is a heavy sleeper, cot goes on top of couch so its out the way.
now if i move hte couch he'll just run under the changing unit (big wooden thing with draws and a flat top) so i figure i'll have to get him whilst he's under the couch.
so out come my Jyo and Bokken, both are training weapons for my aikido classes.
the jyo is a 4ft staff, the bokken is a practice sword, i put the jyo underneath the couch and one end and i put the bokken underneath the couch at the other.
i then sharply bring them together in the middle with a very loud THWACK!
using my torch i peer under and out pops a furry whiskered nose from between the jyo and bokken... "WTF?" shouts i, and withdraw my weapons. of course the bokken is based on the samurai sword or Kitana, it has a CURVED blade... damn mouse just sat where the bokken didn't meet the jyo...
plan 2, get angry...
i prop up the couch and swat at the little blighter but as predicted earlier he runs under the changing unit.
by this time i've had enough so i stomp into my room and get an airsoft pistol... i used to airsoft a fair bit and had a Glock 18c by KWA. 26 round magazine gas fed, single or full auto modes...
a come back with it fully loaded (practiced load takes 2 mins) and peer under hte unit to find he's gone...
when i left hte room i closed the door and stuffed a towel under it so he couldn't escape, i look under the couch, i check for holes... i peer behind the changing unit...
Lo and behold its gone all welsh mountain mission impossible on me, the mouse now is edging its way up between the wall and unit, 2 paws on the wall and 2 paws on the unit.
A perfect shot? Bring on the firepower!!! I line it up and pull the trigger the satisfying recoil suddenly stops mid cycle and the gun jams.. didn't actually get a shot off in disgust i chucked the pistol on the couch where, according to the laws of sod it actually un-jams and goes off, whereby i have to duck to avoid taking one in the eye.
after re-leaving the pistol of its magazine i went back and just shifted the unit, mouse runs off accross the room to a corner and sits patiently awaiting its doom.
i've been at this for about an hour and a half now, literally cat and mouse so i just heft my little torch and lob it at the mouse out of exasperation, whereby i clock it on the head.
after that i managed to chase it down easy enough and trap it in a box.
i popped it outside in the back garden in a quiet spot and it scarpered sharpish.
finally got to bed around 4am, as #1 needed a feed and i had to fiddle with my pistol which from that point on discharged perfectly for a number of years yet i didn't actually do owt to it...
long and short of this whole post is thus:
If i had that much trouble with 1 effing mouse consider using a bloody nuke NOW!
pete
anyhoo turns out she'd brought back a mouse in her backpack, why on earth it was in there i don't know but she unknowingly brought it all the way back from deepest darkest wales, unpacked a few clothes and dumped the bag on the bed wide open.
about 1am she wakes me up and says "Pete i can here something under the wardrobe"
"no you can't" says I "Go back to sleep"
a few minutes later
"pete, i think we have a mouse, its under the wardrobe"
"there's no bloody mouse go back to sleep"
a few more minutes later
"thats it, i'm telling you there's a mouse!!!"
So up i jump out of bed and make a bee line for the wardrobe, on go the lights and i start shaking it around shouting "Look there's nothing here!!"
at which point a small mouse from the wilds of wales makes a dash out from under the wardrobe, across my bare foot and into the room next door where my 6 month old son is asleep.
i managed "oh look, a mouse..." (to this day she's never let me forget this incident i might add)
so this little blighter is zooming around my sons room, now all we have in here is a changing unit, a cot and a double seat couch thing (actually a damn neat idea for feeding in the night) its all raised off the floor too so i can see the little welsh git under the couch.
little man goes into our room with the wife, thankfully #1 is a heavy sleeper, cot goes on top of couch so its out the way.
now if i move hte couch he'll just run under the changing unit (big wooden thing with draws and a flat top) so i figure i'll have to get him whilst he's under the couch.
so out come my Jyo and Bokken, both are training weapons for my aikido classes.
the jyo is a 4ft staff, the bokken is a practice sword, i put the jyo underneath the couch and one end and i put the bokken underneath the couch at the other.
i then sharply bring them together in the middle with a very loud THWACK!
using my torch i peer under and out pops a furry whiskered nose from between the jyo and bokken... "WTF?" shouts i, and withdraw my weapons. of course the bokken is based on the samurai sword or Kitana, it has a CURVED blade... damn mouse just sat where the bokken didn't meet the jyo...
plan 2, get angry...
i prop up the couch and swat at the little blighter but as predicted earlier he runs under the changing unit.
by this time i've had enough so i stomp into my room and get an airsoft pistol... i used to airsoft a fair bit and had a Glock 18c by KWA. 26 round magazine gas fed, single or full auto modes...
a come back with it fully loaded (practiced load takes 2 mins) and peer under hte unit to find he's gone...
when i left hte room i closed the door and stuffed a towel under it so he couldn't escape, i look under the couch, i check for holes... i peer behind the changing unit...
Lo and behold its gone all welsh mountain mission impossible on me, the mouse now is edging its way up between the wall and unit, 2 paws on the wall and 2 paws on the unit.
A perfect shot? Bring on the firepower!!! I line it up and pull the trigger the satisfying recoil suddenly stops mid cycle and the gun jams.. didn't actually get a shot off in disgust i chucked the pistol on the couch where, according to the laws of sod it actually un-jams and goes off, whereby i have to duck to avoid taking one in the eye.
after re-leaving the pistol of its magazine i went back and just shifted the unit, mouse runs off accross the room to a corner and sits patiently awaiting its doom.
i've been at this for about an hour and a half now, literally cat and mouse so i just heft my little torch and lob it at the mouse out of exasperation, whereby i clock it on the head.
after that i managed to chase it down easy enough and trap it in a box.
i popped it outside in the back garden in a quiet spot and it scarpered sharpish.
finally got to bed around 4am, as #1 needed a feed and i had to fiddle with my pistol which from that point on discharged perfectly for a number of years yet i didn't actually do owt to it...
long and short of this whole post is thus:
If i had that much trouble with 1 effing mouse consider using a bloody nuke NOW!
pete
Night Train
Maker of Things
- Location
- Greater Manchester
Read somethign in my folks paper today that said mice were becoming immune to the poison.
The best way is to remove the food source.
I did that many years ago and now everything is in sealed plastic tuppaware and all surfaces are wiped of crumbs and spills. No food source, no mice.
My late brother did target practice with an air gun. Lots of patience and a good aim. Very effective.
The best way is to remove the food source.
I did that many years ago and now everything is in sealed plastic tuppaware and all surfaces are wiped of crumbs and spills. No food source, no mice.
My late brother did target practice with an air gun. Lots of patience and a good aim. Very effective.