We recently figured that we had a mouse in the garage. Both the grass seed and bird food bags had holes in them. We had also heard a scurry one time when we both had gone in there. I was hoping it was just a squirrel on the outside of the roof. Steven set out traps with cheese, but no bite. Our worry was the overpass(?) connecting the garage to the attic.
Well, tonight Sarah was having a hard time going to sleep. I went up there and was rocking and singing to her and really just having a sweet moment with my little girl, then.....Squeak! I froze. Was that the rocking chair? Squeak! NO. It was coming from the wall behind me. I was trying so hard to get Steven's attention by whisper yelling through the baby monitor.
we've set out more traps in new locations and the bait this time is peanut butter with bird seed. Let this mouse have a weakness for bird feed.
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my number 1 fear in this world...mice.
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