Archive through October 14, 2002
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Archive through October 14, 2002
Bob2112 | Friday, August 16, 2002 - 01:41 pm     Sia, I'm going to follow that trail of ketchup you left in the other thread from my house to yours, so I can sit on the floor and listen to all your stories! I just hope there are no more large mice with hairless tails running around down there!  |
Dahli | Friday, August 16, 2002 - 01:49 pm     That snake story was great! He must have been pretty scared, they are so shy and quiet, I kinda felt sorry for him...most of them are harmless, but umless you know for sure it's not really a good thing to have them in the house 'eh?' |
Wargod | Friday, August 16, 2002 - 02:11 pm     Did I tell ya'll I got a new dog? Her name is Reiley and she's a 5 year old beagle. We took her from a friend of my hubby's who had just moved and couldn't take her with them. We've had her for a week, and she's already very much a part of our family. Anyways, this morning, I was getting ready to leave, and ran in my bedroom. The kids were playing outside, both dogs asleep (or so I thought) on the Living room floor. Well, I come out of the bedroom, and the living room closet is open, and all our shoes were dragged out. I hollered for the kids to come in, thinking one of them had been playing in the closet. Both said no. I got down on the floor and started to put the shoes away, and noticed this little hole in the closet, chewed through, and saw this mouse run out past me. Reiley took off after the thing, through the living room, through the den and out the back door! So, my guess is that she pulled all the shoes out to get at the little critter! And, I can say, when I got home...Reiley had left me a little "present" on the back patio. Another mouse down! <wargod admits to sometimes hating living in the desert!> |
Bob2112 | Friday, August 16, 2002 - 02:25 pm     Hey War! You can't get a new dog and wait a week to tell us! <Throws a big mouse with hairless tail at the wargod!> |
Wargod | Friday, August 16, 2002 - 02:33 pm     HEY! <throws big mouse with hairless tail back at Bob> If ya'd been in chat last week, you would have heard me talk about Reiley a little bit! |
Sia | Friday, August 16, 2002 - 11:44 pm     Bob, the door's unlocked. Pull up a chair in the kitchen and I'll start a pot of coffee. You don't have to sit on the floor. . .unless you want to! No more rats here! Don't forget the possums and raccoons, however, haunting my back door. We also hear coyotes once in a while--spooky sound! Mostly you hear peeper-frogs, crickets/grasshoppers, some locusts (daytime only, of course), cows in the distance, and dogs barking/howling whenever one over in town sets them off!  |
Sia | Friday, August 16, 2002 - 11:52 pm     Wargod, you think we could start a new sport called "rat-ball" in which large mice with hairless tails are thrown back and forth over a volleyball net? Maybe some would prefer to use tennis racquets (instead of bare hands--ewwww!) for lobbing the projectiles across the net. I don't think badminton racquets would stand up to very heavy rat-balls. They might serve nicely. |
Sia | Thursday, August 29, 2002 - 01:32 pm     Bob2112, this story is for you and Ketchup. I've been busy, or I'd have posted it right after it happened. Several nights ago I was sitting at my puter and heard some creeeepy noises at the back porch door. Fearing that someone had broken into the house, I slowly approached the porch in the dark. Weaponless, I felt for the only means of defense available to me beside the door: my trusty broom. Thrusting the cordless phone down on the pet food bin (with 9-1 already dialed!!), I flipped on the outdoor light and stepped bravely into the night wearing a nightgown and no shoes. Two baby raccoons were cowering in fear under the picnic table right outside my back door, having just gorged themselves silly on dry cat food. One baby-raccoon dropped to the ground and fled. The other was a bit braver; he stayed to fight--but not for long. I gave him a poke with my broom-handle, and then whopped him on the head as he fled. They were not hurt. But that's only because I wasn't wearing my tennis shoes and didn't get in a hard enough THUNK with my broom! Bwahahaha dirty, thieving, disease-ridden varmints! |
Nightcrawler | Thursday, August 29, 2002 - 09:32 pm     you go Sia are dogs tree them all the time here when up a tree they make good targets if the dogs don't get them frist!!! ok hear a ? for all of you. we have a new gest in the barn well lots of them 100's of them. bumbal bee's have mad a nest under the big shelf. any idea of how to get rid of them. trust me they don't like to be botherd!!!!!!! |
Sia | Thursday, August 29, 2002 - 10:23 pm     My parents had a huge honey-bee infestation, Nightcrawler, that required a professional beekeeper to handle. The bees got so bad and made so much honey between the walls of the house that the honey dripped out of a receptacle in the kitchen above the counter. The beekeeper fastened traps that allowed the bees to travel OUT of the house but not back in. It's been so many years ago that I can't remember all the details. Anyway, he removed the queen by baiting the trap somehow, if I remember correctly, then smoked the rest of them to stun them--or he smoked them to quiet them while he removed the queen physically. (He had to access the nest by drilling a hole in the side of the house. He'd determined the location to drill, I think, by listening with a stethoscope.) He then set up a bee-box in the field across the road from my folks' house and the bees left the house for the bee-box because it had nice new wax in it and he smeared something in it that attracted the bees to it. Fixing the walls was another matter. My mom and dad tore the drywall off the walls between the two studs where the bees' nest was in an upstairs bedroom exterior wall and they had to take it off in the downstairs in the kitchen, as well. The old combs were removed, honey cleaned up, drywall replaced and mudded over and painted. Not an easy project. I think having a bees' nest in the open in the barn might be an easier removal project, but you have to be really careful. If you are allergic to bees, stirring up a big nest of them can cause them to swarm you and sting you multiple times, causing allergic reaction/shock. If you attempt to smoke the bees, be very careful to not set fire to any hay or dry materials in the barn. Smoke makes them lethargic or sleepy and makes being around their nest a lot safer. Be aware, however, that even if the bees are smoked (and a beekeeper has a special device for this with a bellows on it that forces the smoke into the nest and/or into tiny holes through which they enter a building), there are always active, unaffected bees that the smoke didn't reach. They come out of the nest angry and very alert and ready to sting--so don't just march out there and knock the nest off the underside of the shelf. It would crash to the floor, stirring up the bees. There are also bee sprays sold in aerosol cans that can be used from a "safe" distance to work on the bees. It's been a while since I used any of that stuff, but I think it is meant to kill the bees. It sprays out in a concentrated stream and is moderately effective. I would seriously consult a beekeeper. Good luck!! |
Nightcrawler | Friday, August 30, 2002 - 07:50 pm     well the don't like the lawn mower at all!!!!!!! and bumbal bee nests is under ground i was told to pour gas in or around the nest and they will go away. anyone ever heard of that? thanks for you tips Sia |
Sia | Thursday, September 05, 2002 - 11:35 pm     Nightcrawler, sorry I missed your last post. Is it hot/dry where you are? I wouldn't pour gas onto the ground. I don't like that option, as it seems that polluting ground-water w/ petrochemical products can't be un-done--except with lots & lots of time. OT story, but Night's plight reminded me of this: DH used to be work for grounds-crew at a golf course, where his supervisor/superintendent of gc was a younger man than my husband--much younger, & with lots less experience & (apparently) less common sense than my old man. One afternoon the guys were standing around waiting for the sup't to divvy up the day's remaining chores & the sup't decided he'd like to actually do some work himself--uncharacteristic for him; you rarely saw that boy on a tractor cutting grass or changing cups, etc. One chore was to remove weeds/overgrowth from a hillside. Oddly, sup't decided not to simply send a guy out with a weed-whacker. He thought it would be faster/easier to BURN the weeds off the hill. There'd been rain that a.m., so the tall grass was wet. Sup't carried a can of GASOLINE to the hillside & dumped several gallons of gas on the grass. As the sup't borrowed a lighter from one of the guys, DH jumped onto a mower & high-tailed it outta there! He could see a disaster in the making. Long-story-short: explosion ensued (knocking said sup't clear off his feet) which singed his eyebrows and gravely wounded his pride. Crew picked the guy up & bundled him off to hospital, but he had no serious injuries, just eyebrows burnt to stubs and a slightly reddened face. That night, before DH got far into his story, I said, "Man, who would DO that? Wet grass wouldn't have absorbed the gas; the fuel would have flowed downhill to the lowest point, & it would have exploded!" ...and I was right. |
Whit4you | Sunday, September 22, 2002 - 08:49 pm     Well I'm sure you will all be excited to know - I no longer have a mouse in my house. (came to find out I had three...uggggg...) they are ..shall we say... no longer in my house(animal lovers..don't ask) |
Urgrace | Monday, September 23, 2002 - 12:19 am     A few years back we had a housecat named Munchkin. She had never been outside and was clueless about other animals including mice. One day as she was lying on the floor in the foyer my husband strolled past her on his way out. When he opened the front door a field mouse, you know the tiny ones with big ears, scurried in hugging the wall and ran to a point about one foot from the cat then suddenly screeched to a halt. The cat became wide eyed, the mouse reared up on his hind legs and hissed at the cat! It startled Munchkin so bad she jumped up and ran into another room. We started laughing so hard it took us a minute to realize it was up to us to catch the mouse! |
Hippyt | Saturday, October 12, 2002 - 07:45 pm     A mouse was in the house this morning! I had just got up,went to the kitchen and opened the back door for the pup. The cat,Max, walks in and says a nice friendly 'meow' and drops a live, drooly wet mouse at my feet! The mouse runs one way,I run the other to my bedroom to get my hubby.The cat just sits there looking confused. Hubby is in No hurry at all til I start yelling at him.He finally gets up and we head back to the kitchen where there's a stand-off going on. Max likes to play with her pals. I head to the hallway to shut the doors,the mouse runs after me,followed by the cat,then my hubby. Soon,I'm trapped at the end of a hallway with a jet-fast scared as hell mouse running straight for my bare feet.I screamed like a maniac. I was the woman on the chair in all the Tom and Jerry cartoons!I narrowly escaped and the mouse was apprehended,and sent over the back fence alive. I would like to ask forgiveness to Wargod for giving her heck about killing the mice. Mice are evil. |
Zachsmom | Saturday, October 12, 2002 - 07:47 pm     ROTFLMBOPMP Hippyt!!!! |
Bookworm | Saturday, October 12, 2002 - 07:58 pm     I was that woman once Hippyt!! |
Sia | Saturday, October 12, 2002 - 10:02 pm     We haven't had any mice in the house lately, but cold weather is on its way, so they will move indoors soon, no doubt! T, you're so brave!! You poor thing, are you okay? |
Car54 | Saturday, October 12, 2002 - 11:22 pm     Hippyt, when I was a teenager, we lived in a house right on the edge of a farm field and every winter we had little visitors. I remember the middle of the night one night, I had gone down the long hall to the bathroom, and a mouse came into the hall between me and the bedroom...I started throwing rolls of toilet paper, boxes of tissue, you name it at the mouse..trying to scare it out of the way so I could run to my bedroom! I gave the mouse a heart attack...it did a little mouse jump in the air and fell on it's back with it's little mousey paws in the air. I had to yell for my mom to come pick it up (used to be a huge baby about this issue!) so I could go back to bed! |
Wargod | Sunday, October 13, 2002 - 01:25 pm     Hippy....no problem! LOL. Around here unfortunately if we don't kill them, we're overrun by them. I talked briefly to my neighbors yesterday afternoon and they were telling me that this summer has been their worst with mice. I'm not sure if it's a good sign or a bad one that I've only seen a few in my house!!! Sia, the only thing I've found to enjoy winters for...we have no mice during winters around here! That could be because the city stops bulldozing the wash behind our house when it cools off, or that since we're in the desert and don't get alot of rain and no snow that the mice aren't needing to find homes. All I know is that from about the middle to the end of October through about the begining of May we see no mice, see no signs of mice, and don't worry about them...then it gets warm again, and we go on the defensive. |
Hippyt | Sunday, October 13, 2002 - 06:47 pm     lol,Sia brave?,you didnt hear me scream!! Car,that story is hilarious!I have an image of poor mousey on his back! We live on the edge of a big creek and some woods. I have actually gotten used to wildlife showing up in and around the house. The cat drags in lizards,mice,birds(yes birds).Frogs in shoes on the back porch,turtles when the water is a little high.But,usually they run away from me,not AFTER me! |
Sia | Sunday, October 13, 2002 - 10:33 pm     for you:  |
Nancy | Monday, October 14, 2002 - 06:23 am     lol last saturday morning i woke up to my cat playing around my toes on my bed--she was jumping--batting etc i figured she had one of her toys up on my bed---wrong--she had a real (dead) mouse she was playing with--since then she killed one more--i know they got in thru a brokoen window down cellar--and i havent seen anymore since she killed those 2 but what a way to wake up |
Kstme | Monday, October 14, 2002 - 02:21 pm     You guys are absolutely hysterical! Mice can be such a pain to get rid of. I was scooping up dog food out their "trash can" container about 3 weeks ago and a dead mouse was in the cup! It startled me but I was more annoyed with the dh for forgetting to put the lid on than I was with the mouse! Had to throw about 20 lbs of dog food out and HE disenfected the container! Like War, we've had quite a few from construction up the street. Never had a problem until 3 years ago when the county widened a road and businesses began building about a mile away. I should teach the pups to be mousers...LOL |
Wargod | Monday, October 14, 2002 - 02:51 pm     Tear up their homes, they have no where to go but to yours. It's really kind of sad, since I'm thinking the poor little mice here would much rather be in their own homes than in my noisy, chaotic house! Kstme, somehow it doesn't suprise me that you weren't scared, LOL. My sister has been fighting with her landlords over their mice problems in their apartment. After numerous complaints from her and several other tennants she finally got tired of them not doing anything about it, and she called the health department. The final straw for her was a couple weeks ago, she was going through my neices winter clothes, and found that the mice had gotten to her clothes. So...my poor little niece ended up with an entirely new wardrobe. |
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