tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3405619091794912972.post6459014096872660168..comments2024-03-10T07:14:33.790-03:00Comments on Procrastinating Donkey: House Mousejenny_ohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15475480579733466963noreply@blogger.comBlogger10125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3405619091794912972.post-35243258677479419392017-12-02T20:57:16.905-04:002017-12-02T20:57:16.905-04:00Let's just say that I'm glad we have cats,...Let's just say that I'm glad we have cats, baili!jenny_ohttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15475480579733466963noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3405619091794912972.post-2353664260839628372017-12-02T08:26:11.593-04:002017-12-02T08:26:11.593-04:00very interesting but not for you i am sure dear Je...very interesting but not for you i am sure dear Jenny bailihttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06498012175058870980noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3405619091794912972.post-56749862585728001892016-04-30T21:58:28.317-03:002016-04-30T21:58:28.317-03:00Yikes, talk about good timing!! I love it!Yikes, talk about good timing!! I love it!jenny_ohttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15475480579733466963noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3405619091794912972.post-27296314241391765832016-04-30T10:56:48.340-03:002016-04-30T10:56:48.340-03:00This reminds me of a couple stories but the situat...This reminds me of a couple stories but the situation most similar to yours involved my daughters three white mice. One was very clever and he kept getting out of his container home. One day, when our house was for sale, we spotted him running around just as we were about to open the doors for an open house. We brainstormed some solutions. We ended up getting a shoebox and propping it up with a stick which had a string tied to it. We put some cocoa puffs in the box and the whole set up was placed where we had last seen him. It worked like a charm. We managed to get him contained just as the first guest rang the doorbell. I answered the door with a harmless looking shoe box under my arm.Chickenhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09609788440028784698noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3405619091794912972.post-26005321331355661812016-04-27T00:53:46.093-03:002016-04-27T00:53:46.093-03:00My husband checked all along the eaves and put in ...My husband checked all along the eaves and put in some expanding crack fill, but we still had a mouse in the walls after that. But they are seriously tiny animals and can flatten themselves to almost nothing ...<br />Rats - now there's a whole 'nother rodent, and not one I'm fond of AT ALL. Brrr.jenny_ohttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15475480579733466963noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3405619091794912972.post-15793278207149053842016-04-26T06:52:20.054-03:002016-04-26T06:52:20.054-03:00It's funny how indifferent cats can sometimes ...It's funny how indifferent cats can sometimes be to mice. (Dependent, of course, on how hungry they are!) I'm glad you cut a hole in the wall to free the trapped critters. If I had to guess, and knowing nothing about the construction of your house, I'd say they're getting into either your roof or your foundation and getting into the walls that way. Holes under the eaves, maybe?<br /><br />When I was a teenager we had a rat get into our house in Florida -- this is a very long and disturbing story but basically I trapped it in the oven and let it suffocate. I am not proud of myself.Steve Reedhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11684120060438252945noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3405619091794912972.post-33927447845841351622016-04-25T22:28:21.012-03:002016-04-25T22:28:21.012-03:00Hah!! Some cats ...Hah!! Some cats ...jenny_ohttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15475480579733466963noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3405619091794912972.post-3430464409190789312016-04-25T22:27:18.784-03:002016-04-25T22:27:18.784-03:00That is an awesome story :) Too bad the mouse didn...That is an awesome story :) Too bad the mouse didn't like the B & B (complete with shower) enough to stick around ...jenny_ohttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15475480579733466963noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3405619091794912972.post-67272860515873818752016-04-25T16:24:20.066-03:002016-04-25T16:24:20.066-03:00The Cooker grabbed a mouse by the nape of its neck...The Cooker grabbed a mouse by the nape of its neck and showed it to the nonchalant cat who looked at her and said, "So what do you want me to do about it? You caught it. It's yours."Jonohttps://www.blogger.com/profile/18170214396483091419noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3405619091794912972.post-3935419802811317302016-04-25T15:53:57.020-03:002016-04-25T15:53:57.020-03:00In 2010 we were living in an awesome warehouse spa... In 2010 we were living in an awesome warehouse space in West Oakland. One evening I was cooking some noodles in the kitchen, when I saw a mouse scurry across one of the counters. Briana saw it too, but neither of us was quick enough to catch it. A few minutes later, Briana asked me what the noise was, and I couldn't identify it, but wasn't too concerned, as there are many industrial noises at all hours in that part of West Oakland. Briana persisted, and discovered the noise to be coming from the jar of bacon grease next to the stove. The mouse had gotten into it somehow, and was frantically trying to escape. She scooped it out and took it to the sink to wash it off. Her plan was to keep it in a box for a while, until she could release it in the garden section outside of Home Depot (as she had done with two previous mice from that warehouse), but it escaped from the box into her room and was never seen (by us) again.<br /><br /> -Doug in Oakland dinthebeasthttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12941071534250216503noreply@blogger.com