Try smashing a raisin on the Victor type traps. Smashing it opens it from the skin and they emit an aroma that's irresistible to mice.
My personal record is 12 mice on one raisin.
Do that, then smear PB on the raisin and underside of the bait pan. Usually with the smashed raisin going through the cutout on the pan and the PB, if a smart one does manage to get the top cleared off, licking the bottom gets them good.
The desert is a true treasure for him who seeks refuge from men and the evil of men. In it is contentment In it is death and all you seek (Quoted from "The Bleeding of the Stone" Ibrahim Al-Koni)
The desert is a true treasure for him who seeks refuge from men and the evil of men. In it is contentment In it is death and all you seek (Quoted from "The Bleeding of the Stone" Ibrahim Al-Koni)
For crapping in your flower beds or crapping/peeing in your shop.
The desert is a true treasure for him who seeks refuge from men and the evil of men. In it is contentment In it is death and all you seek (Quoted from "The Bleeding of the Stone" Ibrahim Al-Koni)
At catching them outdoors and bringing the little bastards in through the kitty door. I have ALMOST got Momma convinced to let me remove the kitty door in the window, almost.
Some weeks the two neutered toms will come in with as many as five mice, 50% of which are still alive. If alive, the mouse is released inside the house for further pursuit and play. Until it often finds cover under the fridge or under a couch. Then the kitty goes on point.
We wake up in the morning, only to lift a couch or shift the fridge so kitty can complete his execution. Or even worse, in Momma's opinion. We wake up to a spot of blood on the floor and a tiny little green ball. It seems the kitties eat all but the gall bladder.
The damned cats range 200 yds hunting mice and bring back everything they catch. House mice, big old voles, even a mole this week. The tiny babies have apparently been getting out of the nests this week. The cats are having a "dink" contest.
We have a pair of killdeer with four eggs in the driveway near the house. So far, the cats just walk past them like they are invisible.
People who choose to brew up their own storms bitch loudest about the rain.
For crapping in your flower beds or crapping/peeing in your shop.
If you fenced your yard and let the dogs loose that wouldn't happen.
Bet them whippets would eat the [bleep] out of a cat
Our back yard is fenced for the dogs. We had to block the gap between gates and posts on the three gates as the cats were squeezing through at night. Dogs woud try to get them if they heard them, but the cats knew the sound of the dog door flying open and hightailed it, usually over the fence.
The boys would love to play with a kitty. We had a neighbor lady with a bunch of them. Shortly after we moved in, Breeze the older dog, figured out where they lived. I have to watch him if he's out back with me and I open a gate. One night when I went out for wood or something he bolted out past me and straight across to their house. He got a bit of a cold shock when I managed to call him back though. He came down through our seasonal creek which had a foot or so of water covered by an inch or so of ice topped with snow. He jumped off the bank onto the ice and went right through..............and right back out!
Sometimes the cats will come by during daylight outside the fence (6') and that drives the whippets nuts. Usually the cats haul ass and it only lasts a minute.
If we walk up past the cat house with the boys, they watch closely and we hold the leash a bit tighter.
The desert is a true treasure for him who seeks refuge from men and the evil of men. In it is contentment In it is death and all you seek (Quoted from "The Bleeding of the Stone" Ibrahim Al-Koni)