tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1699453181053820154.post6891495356129007920..comments2023-08-19T01:35:26.259-06:00Comments on I'd like cheese on my entire family!: It's (also) a Trap!JRosehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01696678149874762427noreply@blogger.comBlogger6125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1699453181053820154.post-28351074728770667542011-11-24T20:45:07.811-07:002011-11-24T20:45:07.811-07:00I can never catch them in the humane traps. Gave ...I can never catch them in the humane traps. Gave up on them after 3 months. I did try the above-mentioned vanilla extract method. And peanut butter. And bird-seed. Even went out and bought mouse-food at the pet store and true that. Nothing.<br /><br />The very first night after we put down the easy-set kill traps we bought (they're shaped kind of like big alligator clips), we had three Lihttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14106829521312358853noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1699453181053820154.post-25737910916230003082011-11-23T02:03:48.317-07:002011-11-23T02:03:48.317-07:00I remember once setting up a whole bunch of traps,...I remember once setting up a whole bunch of traps, which the mouse completely ignored. Then one night out of nowhere the mouse goes running across the room right under my brother's foot who accidentally stomps on it. Mice are weird. Good luck!Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12865552542695684246noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1699453181053820154.post-29498433365154764762011-11-22T10:35:44.301-07:002011-11-22T10:35:44.301-07:00Start leaving cotton balls soaked in vanilla extra...Start leaving cotton balls soaked in vanilla extract around. They love those. (the alcohol probably gets them drunk...) then use THOSE as the bait. My friend the Orkin man offered up that hint. Think about it. Drunk mice, wandering around looking for the next fix won't even pay attention to whether it's a humane trap or not (I'm glad it is. Although the last mouse I caught in my houseginamonsterhttp://ginamonster.blogspot.comnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1699453181053820154.post-7251620379438251132011-11-21T18:20:31.604-07:002011-11-21T18:20:31.604-07:00My mouse mocked me humane traps. It ate peanut but...My mouse mocked me humane traps. It ate peanut butter covered crackers and left me the crumbs. Honestly, it probably got too fat to actually get into the trap, and died of a heart attack. RIP mousey.Giahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10026292498250130247noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1699453181053820154.post-79371367489704932072011-11-21T17:25:39.929-07:002011-11-21T17:25:39.929-07:00GO CANADA!!GO CANADA!!eleven's inkhttp://elevensink.blogspot.comnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1699453181053820154.post-1394947638819141512011-11-21T17:09:05.803-07:002011-11-21T17:09:05.803-07:00It could possibly have been a rare migratory mouse...It could possibly have been a rare migratory mouse that was passing through your house on a great grand journey. Q: Did it appear Canadian? If the mouse appears nearly eXactly six months from now only one time AND the mouse is moving in the eXact opposite direction, I would say "EEK! A Manitoban Montanan Migratory Mouse in the house!", and then try to get a refund on all the traps.esbbostonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09946279220170973147noreply@blogger.com