B_Think_Kink
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They don't like cheese... try peanut butter.We were sat on the terrace a couple of weeks ago with our laptops having a couple of glasses of wine before bed. We heard some strange noises coming from inside the house but on investigating I found nothing.
We went away to bed around 2am. As soon as I put the light off I heard scratching noises coming from the corner of the room. I flicked on my bedside light to see a mouse run across the bedroom floor and all hell broke loose. Sacha , our dog went nuts as you'd expect from a terrier and was chasing it everywhere. Condsidering rats and mice are my phobia I was reasonably calm.
We continued to chase it from one hiding place to the next with the dog still going crackers and in hot pursuit. It went under Paul's bedside cabinet so I got ready with the metal fish slice while he whisked the cabinet out. Good idea had we removed the all glass lamp first which ended up smashed all over the floor.
We got that cleaned up and got the mouse cornered under the wardrobe which hasn't much space underneath but we could just see it. The next bright idea was to spray it with cockroach spray to maybe stun it enough to slow it down. I didn't affect the mouse but has us choking and coughing. Afer a few drags on my inhaler I recovered enough to continue the battle.
Next it managed to squeeze under the tiniest gap below the door into our storeage room with me trying to batter it with the fish slice. 3 glasses of wine really impairs your aim . It then disappears behind 3 ikea bags of linen which had been delivered from the laundry yesterday.
It's now after 4am and I'm out in the communal garage in my underpants emptying bags of laundry. No sign of it. We come to the conclusion that it's hiding somewhere in the other side of the storeroom so lock up and go to bed in the other room. Sacha slept on the bottom of my bed instead of her usual place under the bed. She spends the night "on guard".
We get up at 8am for work feeling completely shattered. After work we decide to completely empty and clean the bedroom. No sign of it so I head up to the ferreteria for traps. They show me all these fancy humane traps that catch them alive. I explain " Quiero Matarle" in my most vindictive tone. I get a smile and then get given a pack of two traps that they assure me will cut it's head off.
The traps have been set in the storeroom. One with chocolate and one with cheese. Sacha spent most of the next day "on guard" in the bedroom bless her .
That was a couple of weeks ago and no sign of it since :biggrin1: