We knew we had at least one other mouse roaming freely amongst our kitchen cabinets because all the peanut butter had been eaten off the traps Dave had set. Sneaky mousie.
We went to Lowe's last weekend and bought pre-baited traps and sonic pest repellers. The pre-baited traps were my dad's suggestion, and we figured they would be great in the garage, attic and crawl space since we wouldn't have to worry about replacing moldy or missing bait. The sonic pest repellers we saw and decided to give them a try because why not? They might work.
Dave plugged in the repellers, but we hadn't set the pre-baited traps. Instead, just to see if we still had mice inside, he set three traps: one baited with peanut butter, the other two empty. Then he set them side-by-side at the back of one of the drawers with the baited trap in the middle. This morning, Echo came in the kitchen and started barking at the drawer. I didn't think much about it until I remembered the traps. Then, for some reason I can't even think of right now, I opened the drawer and saw we had caught us a mouse! I slammed it shut and went yelling for David to get in there and do something! More girly than I ever imagined myself to be. I blame The Peanut. :)
So, the sonic pest repellers don't work.
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I once made Christopher come over from his apartment to kill a spider really late at night. Granted, it was the size of my palm (including legs) and I am pretty arachnaphobic, but still. I even took a picture of the spider before I called him, because I have a tendency toward exaggeration and wanted to make sure people would believe me. So, even us brave women can be girly sometimes. I told Chris that if he didn't kill it and it disappeared, I would have to move.
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