Try our easy fix!
Simply move everything out of the kitchen into the living room or dining room. This will allow you to see all your food, utensils, equipment and Tupperware in one quick glance.
WARNING: Do not attempt this method if you actually want to cook in your kitchen. It gets very frustrating.
Yes, I was so completely grossed out by the idea that mice could have been ANYWHERE in my cabinets that I had to empty them all out, wash everything and bleach the cabinets. Since we were making a mess anyways, Dave and I thought it would be a good time to go ahead and paint the kitchen.
Sorry Grandma! This will probably be how the house looks when you visit. At least I can promise that it will be clean.
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.
Echo was unsure how to approach the dead mouse in a trap in our garage this morning. Fortunately, Dave noticed her curiosity and found the thing and threw it away before I knew about it. So, we now have at least one less mouse in the house today. (Obviously, no photographic evidence exists. Gross. Just take my word for it.) Ever since Echo heard and tried to get at one under the sink, I haven't found any evidence that more are in the house. Maybe they thought the garage was safer. HA! (A small side note: I'm all for trapping and releasing the little pests, but they lose that privilege when I find evidence of their frolics through my silverware drawer. Poor little mousies.)
Yes, I was so completely grossed out by the idea that mice could have been ANYWHERE in my cabinets that I had to empty them all out, wash everything and bleach the cabinets. Since we were making a mess anyways, Dave and I thought it would be a good time to go ahead and paint the kitchen.