Bleg: Me vs. the Varmint Cong
We have mice in the house. We have a LOT of mice in the house. We have mice that are smarter than the dog--since the mice now ignore mousetraps, and the dog does not.
Have you ever seen a black lab with a mousetrap on his tongue? It's not a pretty sight. But that's not important right now.
We're about to give up and go nuclear on the little bastards. They're getting into the cupboards and spoiling our food. They're even eating the dog treats out of the dog treat jar (further proof that they're smarter than the dog).
I've tried snap traps, and got about five kills before the mice started ignoring them. I've got an ultrasonic thingie in the attic, but they ignore it, too. I tried a large "tin cat" trap, but all it has in it, night after night, is a lump of peanut butter--no mice.
The wife wants to call in an exterminator ($$$). I'm afraid all he'll do is put out a bunch of poison. I can do that myself for cheap, but either way, then we'll have a house full of rotting mouse corpses, just in time for summer. In Atlanta.
Does anybody have any last suggestions before I'm forced to go one of these unpalatable routes? I have found entry points, but I'm afraid if I fill them up, the vamints will just chew around the repairs.
Next thing you know, they'll find out that I'm going online for help, and start chewing on my computer's power cor
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