Failed. And we probably just invited more mice into the shed because I'm sure squeak got around that the Palmers have tasty peanut butter. So, on to another option.. poison! Apparently they nibble on it and get so dehydrated that they go out looking for water... and die there. Kind of sad, but good for us since they won't all die in our shed.
But there's just one problem. The mice are kind of cute... I hate to say it, but it's true. James even named 2 of them. I told him you can't name them and then poison them!
This is what we see when we open the shed...
This is Sam. We put 2 big bars of the poison in there, and they were gone the next day!! Do we have an army in there, or is Sam just that hungry? He does look kind of chunky...
We've since put in 2 more bars, and they've been munched on too. We just hope we don't have to see Sam and his friends dead in our yard next to the puddles. I'm sure it'll be any day now... So long, little rodents.
