Holy Mice!

We have a mice problem at the ranch house. we’ve known it since we’ve moved in when we found little mouse droppings EVERYWHERE. I promptly cleaned the entire house and set some traps. For weeks we had NO evidence of them. I would look everyday to see if there was poop, but there was nothing. I was about convinced we had gotten rid of the problem… until we were sitting in the dark one night when the power went out. All of the sudden we heard a little mouse scurrying and squeaking in the kitchen. I ran over with the flashlight to hunt it down, but could not find it anywhere. We promptly declared war! I put d’con and traps EVERYWHERE!!!

When I returned from Canada, Ry told me he had been hearing mice quite regularly in the wall {it sounded like an army of mice!}, but one of the d’con trays was half empty. I was thinking “score! they’ve eaten it and those little rascals are all going to die. take that!”. but I quickly discovered that the half empty tray of d’con had been moved to our dirty clothes hamper and was buried within our clothes. That’s right…the dirty little mice carried all of that d’con into our laundry basket upstairs and left a little fur as well.

GROSS!!!!!!!!!!!!