Mouse Traps
I was staring at the computer with glazed eyes late one night last week when I noticed a pair of eyes staring back at me from behind the monitor. It was at that point I realized that we had a mouse problem. There’s nothing quite like locking eyes with an uninvited rodent. As I drew back instinctively in my chair, the mouse scurried across my desk and disappeared. I didn’t have another siting until a few days later, but that one really freaked me out.
It was mid-morning. I had just finished my second cup of coffee. As I placed the coffee cup down, something caught my eye. I glanced down at the tangle of wires next to my desk and witnessed a fantastic four-footed acrobatic feat.
A mouse was in the midst of climbing an Ethernet cable from the floor up to my desk at a 45 degree angle. I immediately grabbed my keys and headed out to the store to pick up a bunch of glue mouse traps.
I didn’t want to mess with d-Con poison mouse bait or anything of the like. The thought of poisoning mice only to have them die somewhere in the house didn’t hold much appeal.
Unfortunately, I didn’t have much luck with the first batch of glue traps. After discovering that our mice didn’t care for blue cheese, I switched to monterey jack. While the new bait seemed to interest the mice, the crafty critters were able to escape from the Victor glue trap.
Yesterday, I decided to abandon the Victor brand traps in favor of Tomcat traps. I switched bait, as well, settling on a dab of peanut butter, as recommended in the instructions. I placed a trap on the the floor along the wall next to my desk. It proved to be a deadly combination.
Within hours, I heard a tiny, yet blood-curdling screech. The peanut butter and Tomcat glue trap combo had snared its first unwitting victim. I felt a strange remorse as I bagged the poor little visitor. Knowing that where there’s one, others will follow, I baited another trap and dropped in in the same place, noting that the Tomcat glue traps were extremely sticky.
I bagged the second mouse this morning. It was a rather gruesome sight.
When I told my wife that I was looking at humane mouse traps, she just looked at me funny and laughed.




