We have had a family, including cousins, of mice in the garage.
To start out, I went fishing one day and while putting on my waders, I thought that I had left a sock in the right foot of the waders. I turned the waders inside out and out ran a mouse. I then had to clean out a half a roll of paper towels that it had used for a home.
A few days later, I went fishing with the boat and parked the boat in the garage. The first of my mistakes!
During the evening hours, as I was in the garage, a mouse ran across the floor while the 2 cats sat and watched it go by. So I decided it was up to me, seeing as how the guard cats
weren't doing their job, to catch the mouse.
That
night I set a trap on the floor of the garage and 1 in the boat. The next morning I had 2 dead mice. So I set three traps in the boat. The next day I had one mouse and the cheese was gone from the other 2 traps.
I set the traps and then had to leave for California. Two days later, I talked to Nana and she told me it smelled in the garage. I said check the raps in the boat. Sure enough there was a dead mouse in a trap. Instead of emptying the trap, Nana opened a window to air out the garage. Little did we realize the screen had a hole in. It was like a neon sign to all the
relatives to come on in.
When I got home, I not only found the dead mouse in the trap, but there were 4 more baby mice laying dead next to the one in the trap.
I removed the
deceaced mice and set the traps and got 2 mice that night. The next night I got 2 more mice. Then the light finally turned on, I thought I should try closing the window.
Since the window has been closed, the mouse trapping has dwindled to nothing.
