I am a connoisseur of mouse traps.
Not many people would admit to such a thing, but mice and I have had an all-out war going since I was a college junior in my first apartment (with 3 of the greatest roomies ever!). We had invited the college president, President Litfin, and his wife over for supper. I was going to make a cake with braised coconut topping. I pulled out the coconut only to find it had been violated by mice.
I have been at war ever since.
I confess that I have killed mice in a variety of ways, some purposeful, some accidental. I have stepped on a nest of little ones in work boots. I have caught them with glue traps (a truly horrible thing . . . I won't use them again!) and had to put the thing out of it's misery with a hammer.
I had one commit suicide in a milk bottle with water in it in my kitchen sink. Another one lost his tail (I know . . . just like the nursery rhyme) when he somehow got it stuck in a snap trap and tried escaping through his hole. (Again . . . pretty darn gory.) A couple weeks ago I even had to kill one in my bathtub with a stick.
My ex had a trap he was especially proud of: a tub of water with a rolling bar smeared with peanut butter. It caught mice, alright, but it was so horrible to empty. Dead rodents floating in water . . . not my thing.
The thing with mice is that if they'd just stay out of my circle, I'd leave them alone. I don't like killing things if it can be avoided. The problem is that mice NEVER stay out of my circle.
First, they leave droppings everywhere. I'm not a big germaphobe, but rodent poop is just plain disgusting. It's bad enough under the kitchen sink with the cleaning supplies, but when it's on the shelves where I store the food I feed my family . . . NOT okay.
I've been ignoring the mouse droppings under the sink for a couple weeks. Last week, however, they crossed the line. I had put some chocolate-dipped ice cream cones on my kitchen shelves, "safely" ensconced in a plastic bag.
One day I say to the kids, "Hey, I have a treat! I bought some frozen yogurt . . . let's have it in cones!"
I take out the bag only to find it COMPLETELY EMPTY with a tell-tale chew hole in the corner of the bag. Out comes the bleach. Mommy's going to war.
Next trip to the grocery store, I stop by the pest control aisle. Glue traps I have sworn off, as previously mentioned. Traditional snap traps are effective, but so horrible to empty. And after a few kills, they get a little warped and stop working so well. Live traps . . . really, what is the point? My sister mentioned getting a cat, but I tried that once and she ran away.
Suddenly I saw a nifty new trap: the d-CON® Ultra Set® covered snap trap. It's a snap trap, so it kills. It's covered, so you don't have to see the yuckiness. It's got a cool release lever, so the dead pest drops cleanly out without you having to get your fingers anywhere near the disease-infested carcass.
I've seen mousetraps claiming to be "the best on the market" before, so I was doubtful and only bought one. I will be buying more!
In three days my house has been freed from FIVE mice. That's right, I can catch two a night! Now, that doesn't say good things about how rodent-friendly my house is. It does, however, say GREAT things about this trap.
Try it. You'll love it. I do.
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