Back from the front lines. The first phase of my counter attacked was directed at their supply lines. I have discovered that my castle is apparently made out of Swiss cheese. I’ve found and patched two holes that combined required a whole quart of Quikcrete
The second phase was to counter their devious psychological warfare tactic of making little noises to keep me awake over night, this was making me sleepy and slow. The exhaust fan over the stove has provided an excellent source of white noise, capable of drowning out everything except the snapping of the traps themselves.
On the third night I had a trap go off literally no more than two minutes, TWO, after I had gotten in bed. This required a physical inspection of the kitchen, and creative use of duct tape (Yeah Duct Tape!) to try and limit their ability to get out of the cabinets and into the open. This resulted in a stand off for the night, and no further casualties.
The next day I started pushing back the front lines with the use of expanding spray foam insulation to keep them in the wall itself, and out of the cabinets. The application of foam was not a complete success. I’m going to have to get up under the sink to install a couple of dry wall patches.
At this point the only thing getting through is field mice.
The traps are designed for the larger tougher house mouse. What the trap does to the field mice is, well, gruesome.
Last night I took some R&R and didn’t set the traps. This morning I looked, and yes, we did indeed have visitor(s) in the kitchen.
I’ve read that field mice can get through a hole the size of a dime. This could possibly turn into a Von Clausewitz style war of attrition without end.
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