When I was about six, my father told me to check the house traps one morning.The dead little mouse in one them, almost severed by the trap, completely traumatized me. I spent years brooding and crying about it.Nightmares, the whole bit, and my father having to deal with a crying kid everynight.I still bet the spinners when I think about it.
Dad resolved to use live traps, and had to escort mice to the wild every morning.
Eventually he got us a cat, for which I had been lobbying for years.
The mice got the message and moved on their own. I didn’t really put two and two together at the time, but I sure loved that cat!
When I was about six, my father told me to check the house traps one morning.The dead little mouse in one them, almost severed by the trap, completely traumatized me. I spent years brooding and crying about it.Nightmares, the whole bit, and my father having to deal with a crying kid everynight.I still bet the spinners when I think about it.
Dad resolved to use live traps, and had to escort mice to the wild every morning.
Eventually he got us a cat, for which I had been lobbying for years.
The mice got the message and moved on their own. I didn’t really put two and two together at the time, but I sure loved that cat!