The real kind, not the computer kind. Apparently I’m in for round 2 of MouseWars this year. Three nights in a row gnawing has woken me from a sound sleep. LOUD gnawing. I know last year the exterminator told me they were small mice, but it sounds like something bigger. But it’s been about a year since the last time we had to do this, I think. I’m pretty sure it was February of last year.
I called the exterminator again (I’d love him to figure out where they are coming in…that concerns me, actually) but he hasn’t returned my call. I suppose that’s a good thing because thinking about it, I cannot afford to pay for an exterminator. The whole freelancing thing has been a bit slow lately, to be honest. So instead of making a 2nd call to my bug/mouse guy, I spent a couple of bugs on some trap thingies. I put peanut butter in one and put it in the attic. Now my immediate problem is that I only own a step-stool so I couldn’t get up into the attic through the trapdoor. So the trap is just over the lip of that door. I know the mouse has been hanging out over my bedroom, which isn’t where the door is. Hopefully the smell of peanut butter will attract him.
I guess that means I’m going to need to check the damned thing regularly if I don’t want to have to deal with stinky dead animals later on. *sigh*.
