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Ha. Thank you guys for being so enthusiastic and supportive. I have no updates other than the traps are all set, the game cam is out and hopefully tonight I will either catch something in the trap or find out with the game cam how it's avoiding getting caught. It's raining (again) so no liquid poison.

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I have an idea, however, I want to caution you about using this method to get rid of the %$#@*&^ rats!
I know a man that had rats in his root cellar and he ran a hose into the tunnels and stopped up as many of the trail exits as he could find. He hooked up the hose to his lawn mower exhaust and gave them a carbon monoxide cocktail! The good thing about this is, you won't have to bury them, they will die underground.
Be very careful if you do this, because carbon monoxide is odorless and deadly. Make sure to use it in a well ventilated area, and be sure to have other people on the property to help keep you safe. Follow all safety precautions, such as staying a safe distance from the barn. Move your animals out of the barn until you have ventilated the area for several hours.
I hate rats! I hate mice!
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I have glorious Sunday morning news:



I had to take it down with the .22... the thing laughed at my air rifle pellets.

It's huge. I know it doesn't look huge, but it's in the large Have A Heart trap.

While I was dispatching it another one ran across the driveway as if to mock me... but I still got ONE.

And BF slept through the whole thing. Even the .22 going off. Right outside the bedroom window.

HAPPY SUNDAY! Thanks for all the well wishes. Keep them coming. I got about 436908 more of these to take care of.
Legend!
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Well done SCG!
 
Guess what, y'all?

Disturbing their nest yesterday seems to have caused some new, panicked rat behaviors.

This bucket was clear this morning. Noticed it this evening when I went to reset it again.



What an entirely fantastic day to be a rat-assassin.
Woo hoo .. The cheer squad turn it up a notch ... Give us an 'S'; Give us a 'C'; Give us a 'G'
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formaldehyde and potassium permangenate in a bowl in a saucer in a bucket with a tap. run the hose from the tap into the tunnels. goodnight vienna

I'd have better luck finding sevoflurane. Where does one get those items?

Traps were emptied of their food again overnight. Nothing on the game cam that really tells me how they do it. I need to change the settings so I get more of a burst of pictures instead of 3 as soon as it trips and then nothing for another 3 minutes. By the time I saw ratty run across the screen, the next shot was of the bait gone and no rat captured.

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Been posting that all over FB the past 2 days. LOL


Thanks for the bunny condolences. He was a sweety.
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I needed a little humor, so thought I'd post these





And why do I need humor

Welllllllllllllllllllll

At 8 pm we were down to 103 and I figured I should go to HD and see if they had things for me to build misters. I've been outside from 7 to 12 times a day, hosing things down, soaking pens and animals, running frozen water bottles out to the rabbits. I' haven't done diddly to the house and I have a whole bunch of stuff pulled out I'm going through, but been to tired to do it. I figured I can't afford it, but maybe I can rig something up.

So I've been doing pretty good and had only had a couple of cigarettes all day and figured I'd go out on the front porch and smoke one, but I had to get a new pack out of my car, so grabbed the keys and sit on my bench and smoke one. I'm done, so I head back in to grab the keys to the Explorer and my house keys, only my door was locked. ??? I went to the back door thinking maybe, just maybe I had left it unlocked and NOPE, Only use the deadbolt so I know that was a no go. In September my son's then best friend and his new gang banger friends, broke into our house and wiped my son's room out. My husband was a video game junky, so of course he turned Dakotah into one too. He had tons of games and one of the other kids had gotten him a Play Station 3 and some more games that Christmas. The took all of those, his pellet gun I had bought him and the camouflage bag I bought him so he could stop taking plastic bags when he went to see his dad. Had to have something to carry all that stuff in. They even took the clothes he got for Christmas. I mean every item he got, they took. So naturally we made sure you can't break into our house. At least not easily.

I gave birth to 6 kids, I watched 3 of my stepsons (Dakotah's brothers when they )where around , I'm the oldest of 11, I babysat for EVERYBODY. I've been locked out of a house more times than I can even remember, I always got back in! So, about 45 minutes into this I call my daughter. No answer. Call my SIL. No answer. Call 2 of the grand kids and no one is answering their phones. I try them all again and got a grand daughter on my second try. She's half asleep and says they're all out in the pool, so I ask her to ask them if they have a key to my house because I'm looked out. I hear everyone slashing and my little soon to be 4 year old grand daughter yelling "Daddy, catch me again" and then I hear that I didn't ever give them one to this house. I thought I had, mainly because I have lost keys for a week before and couldn't leave the house. There's so much going on there and the knuckle head on the other end of the phone says "well gramma locked her keys in the house. But that's not what they heard. So I figured OK, I'll figure this out. This house isn't beating me. I walk out back and go in the garage to grab tools. Then I remember, the tools are in the kitchen. Weed Whacker ain't gonna do it. Jig saw?? Nope, blades are with the tools. But I did find the jig saw! Nothin! Not one thing I can use to pry something open. I did get the kitchen window out of the track, but I'm really impressed how secure that lock is. So I stare at the window and try to remember how much glass cost the last time I had to replace one. Been 10 years, I know I can't afford that.

I go through the car and nothing. I know there's tools in the Explorer, but the keys are on the desk next to the house keys. I'm trying to think where I can go where I don't have to walk through too much Crap which is my area and the only place I can think of is of course HD, so I walk to the Explorer and think "You're stupid, the keys are in the house." So I walk to my car and then it hits me how hot and how tired and how frustrated I am. The Explorer is behind the car. HD is in the next town. Not real far. Well if you aren't old and out old shape, but I started walking. I will NEVER do that walk again. I don't care if the weather is perfect. When you have issues leaving your house and you have to go that far in the heat and through areas I will only drive....I didn't even think about it till I was half way between my house and the overpass. But I kept going. Got there and headed toward the windows to see if they could help me figure out how to break in. That didn't go well. Older windows like everything in this house, but pretty secure. I asked if they sold glass and they did, but don't fix the windows and memories of the stitches the last time made me think twice about it. So then I asked about the misters since I was there. They were out, they hadn't gotten just the little pieces I could have used to make one out of PVC, so I need to try Lowe's. So I go off to find some way to break in . My tool?? A BIG screwdriver. One that won't snap when you use it. I'm half way home and my phone rings. My hands were so sweaty I couldn't get the dang thing to slide to open the screen. So it stops ringing and I'm trying to keep myself moving and call back since it's my grand daughter. She asks if I FOUND my keys, because my daughter wants to know.

OMG!!! Really? I'm hurting and hot and I don't know if it's sweat in my eyes or tears. I tell her I know exactly where they are. IN MY HOUSE! So she starts freaking out, because she was still half asleep and trying to relay messages to people who had just gotten home and jumped in a pool. Matter of fact after HD I was going to go over and use it myself. So she starts screaming "gramma's outside in the heat and her keys are locked in the house and she can't get in!!!!" Then she starts crying and telling me how sorry she is and she had just got to bed when I called earlier. So now It's after 9 and I'm not in a great mood. My daughter grabs the phone and asks what's going on because the kid is crying and she can't understand her. I tell her and she says "OMG! Mom, are you OK? JASON! GET DRESSED! She's outside and can't get in her house!!!! He's on his way mom!"

In the meantime I try the screwdriver. 5 minutes later I call and ask someone to have my SIL bring me a bottle of water. I was going to buy one at HD, but decided I deserved a Starbucks on my way back. I forgot until I was on the overpass and no way was going back. He had already left. I'm still trying to pry the front door and it ain't budging. The frame yes, the door no. I'm thinking about how thirsty I am and then it hit. Maybe I should have headed towards the restroom while I was at HD. Well duh! That would have been too smart. We aren't talking fluids here either. I was to dehydrated for that. Nope. I decided it might be a good move to just have a seat on the bench. A few minutes later my SIL pulls up and jumps out of his truck and runs up the drive. He looks frazzled and says "I didn't know you were locked out! You've been out here all this time?" I said "no, I walked to HD and bought this." Held up my trusty screwdriver and he looks at it and then at my door and then at me and then shakes his head. He started trying keys just in case he did have one and I told him to just break the knob off and I'd go get a new one. If he didn't do it soon I was going to dig a whole in the yard and pretend I was a cat! He ran out to his truck and found some cutters and another screwdriver. Poor guy. He got the door open and started to take the knob the rest of the way off and I pushed by and said "Sorry I can't wait!"

So the knob is off and I know he had just gotten home at around 8 and has to leave to be at work in Pacifica at 4am, so I told him I'm fine, I'll run to HD and buy what I need. I get to the other side of the overpass and the light's red. I look over at Starbucks and think...hmmmmm. Then I looked at my phone for the time. Crap 10:00! HD closes at 10! Finally get down the street to HD and the lights are on but I see the closing time and yeah 10. I almost drove to the other side of town to Walmart, but I parked and took a shot. The kid at the door tells me their closed. I explain and he tells me to ask if it's OK at the check out. Same cashier I used earlier was there, a huge line and he's the only one checking. I ask and he almost said no, but I asked him if he remembered the screwdriver I bought earlier and he did. I told him I used it to break off my door knob, because I have been looked out since 8 and I needed one fast. Of course the cheapest ones weren't stocked and I had to hurry and wasn't even supposed to be in there, so 40 bucks I could have really used and it's nothing really fancy, but it sure works nice. Of course I've always been able to change one of those suckers in about 10 minutes, but not tonight! 12:15! was back here by 10:30 and it took me so long to get the knob changed. I figured it was just a fluke and that I might as well change the deadbolt tonight too. I suck!

Need to go back to HD tomorrow. I need a few things to repair what I did. A little wood putty and some paint and I'm good. Wish I had thought about it before I put that **** knob on.

I'm to tired to move, so I needed to ramble.

I can fix this





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yay for dead rats!!! The rain seems to drive them inside here. That reminds me, I need to set traps again.

Boo
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for locking yourself out of your own house. I did that when we first got moved in to this place. We were living in the one building while we fixed the main house. No kitchen or bath in the building. I locked myself out of all of them..well, I found out I could still get into the woodshop. So I found a stepladder and managed to break into the back window. After that, I made copies of the house key..and stuck one on my laundry porch, and another one outside. Buried in the comfrey patch.
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