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  • Friggin mice!!! (GROSS!!)

    Do not continue reading if you have just eaten, are eating, or are about to eat.

    No, seriously....it's gross.

    Last chance!!

    OK, if you insist.....







    It seems to my fiance and I that life keeps conspiring to prevent us from having a relaxing weekend. Or even just ONE DAY of a weekend. Two weekends ago it was a clogged main drain pipe in the building, which thankfully was caught and fixed before any damage was done; we only had to mop up a puddle and steam clean/disinfect the bathroom floor. Of course, the landlord is probably looking at a pretty large bill since this happened on a Sunday morning, but that's his problem, not mine.

    This past weekend it was mice.

    Saturday my fiance was going to help her mother supervise some work crews at her mother's old house which she is trying to sell off. I got up early to make her breakfast and was planning on getting some cleaning and other chores done while she was gone.

    I was in the middle of cooking when she came downstairs, stepped into the living room, and shrieked.

    There was a dead mouse on the floor, gored open and killed (but thankfully not eaten) by one or more of our cats. I honestly didn't think much of it. given the age of the building I'm not really surprised that a mouse would show up. SO long as this wasn't the first of many (knock on wood) I wasn't inclined to think it was a problem. I disposed of the carcass.

    After my fiance left, I pulled a blanket out of the washing machine and threw it in the dryer, then started another load in the washer. While the washer/dryer were doing their thing, I swept and vacuumed, did the dishes, and got some of the trash emptied. The last remaining major chore was grocery shopping, but around then fiance texted me to say she was finished at her mother's house (they finished a couple hours early) and to please wait before going to the store because she was bringing several trash bags full of soda cans that her brother was too lazy throw out, recycle, or redeem.

    OK honey. So I went into the bathroom/laundry room to rotate the laundry.

    As I stepped in, I noticed that it smelled pretty bad in there. I briefly thought it might've been a residual smell from when the pipes backed up the week before, but no, that couldn't be right, because it hadn't smelled in there all week after that. Weird....what the hell could it---*opens dryer door*

    Me: AAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

    A huge swarm of houseflies flew out of the dryer the moment I opened it, along with a godawful stench. And right there at the front of dryer, wadded up in the blanket, was a dead, maggoty mouse!

    I quickly high-tailed it out of there and slammed the door. The bathroom/laundry room is just off the kitchen and I didn't want a swarm of flies in my kitchen.

    I grabbed our "tennis racquet" bug zapper and made quick work of the swarm of flies, then I donned some nitrile gloves and wadded up the blanket and dead mouse and took the whole thing directly to the trash barrel.

    Then I grabbed the few other items in there (1 hand towel and 1 pair of socks) and found a SECOND dead, maggoty mouse () and threw those out.

    Fiance and I picked up some ammonia based disinfecting cleaner (which I read was best for cleaning up these sorts of things) and a new dryer vent hose, as I feared there may have been mice nesting in the old one. That turned out NOT to be the case, but it was just as well that we replaced the hose because the old one was, well....old, and had developed a number of pinhole leaks.

    (BTW, if anyone is wondering, the washer and dryer are our responsibility, not the landlord's. A washer/dryer hookup is included in the unit but the washer and dryer stack had been left behind by some previous tenant. The landlord said we were free to use them but any problems were on us.)

    I subsequently determined that there was so much lint built up on the exterior vent that it had cause the door flap to be stuck full open. I can only assume that the mice had crawled in through that opening, gotten into the dryer drum through a small tear that's been on the lint filter since before we moved in, then died, and some flies smelled them and laid eggs on them.

    Gross gross gross gross gross!!!!!!

    So yeah....replaced the hose, cleaned out the whole inside of the dryer twice, and removed/cleaned/reinstalled the exterior vent so the flap could operate properly.

    I sincerely hope that will be sufficient to keep the mice out, because I don't want to deal with THAT again.

    Then this morning I came downstairs and the cats had found another mouse and chased it behind a radiator. This one I was able to catch alive and release along the fence behind the house.

    4 mice in 3 days.......I hope this isn't an infestation.
    "We guard the souls in heaven; we don't horse-trade them!" Samandrial in Supernatural

    RIP Plaidman.

  • #2
    OMG!! How u didn't toss your cookies.....ewwwwww!!!

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    • #3
      If it makes you feel any better, I've been picking up gopher skeletons (in parts) that are encased in either dog poop or dog puke. My dog has been a busy hunter recently.
      At the conclusion of an Irish wedding, the priest said "Everybody please hug the person who has made your life worth living. The bartender was nearly crushed to death.

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      • #4
        Just a suggestion regarding the mice- go through ALL boxes you have in storage and make sure they're not being used as nests. Likewise, any place you keep paper or soft goods that you don't get into very often (when my ex-husband's grandmother died, we found several nests with pups in places like dresser drawers). Go through all of your food storage areas and look for droppings/damage/nests. Might as well go through all your other cabinets as well while you're at that. Pull out appliances (if possible) and clean under/behind them and check for droppings and nests back there, too. 4 mice in 3 days does indeed suggest that you have one or more family groups sharing your living space.
        You're only delaying the inevitable, you run at your own expense. The repo man gets paid to chase you. ~Argabarga

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        • #5
          Yeah....that's what I was afraid of......
          "We guard the souls in heaven; we don't horse-trade them!" Samandrial in Supernatural

          RIP Plaidman.

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          • #6
            Ewwww.

            Reminds me of the day the Blob next door said to Princess Bitchface (baby mama), "There's maggots in the ashtray."

            Holy shit, such screaming, cursing and carrying on you have not heard anywhere. Took them probably an hour to clean up and stop ranting. I'm guessing it turned out to be more than just the ashtray. Have no idea WHY maggots ended up in an ashtray, of all places, nor do I want to know.
            When you start at zero, everything's progress.

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            • #7
              Quoth mathnerd View Post
              If it makes you feel any better, I've been picking up gopher skeletons (in parts) that are encased in either dog poop or dog puke. My dog has been a busy hunter recently.
              Great big gobs of greasy grimy gopher guts...
              Knowledge is power. Power corrupts. Study hard. Be evil.

              "I never said I wasn't a horrible person."--Me, almost daily

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              • #8
                The In-laws have been trying to get a rodent for over 6 months. Mom has been making sure that the cat food and water are put up every night, all the sinks are clean and dry, and any food is off the counters and still can't get rid of it. The traps are either tripped or gone around. They have tried professorial pest control without any results. And the great hunter is no help.
                "Of all the liars in the world, sometimes the worst are your own fears." – Rudyard Kipling

                I don't have hot flashes. I have short, private vacations to the tropics.

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                • #9
                  I'm sitting down to lunch, so will catch this later, but wanted to say thanks for the warning.

                  ETA:

                  Ok, that wasn't so bad. But my wife and I are just winding down a major barn de-verminizing, so...

                  Slightly OT; maybe those mice were a blessing in disguise - they got you to notice a fairly major fire hazard, dryer lint traps, ducts, and vents.
                  Last edited by sms001; 06-18-2014, 11:02 AM. Reason: Not eating now. :)

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                  • #10
                    I've seen a mouse in my high school and I know that the office where I used to work had problems with mice, too; I saw one dash across the aisle once.

                    Never had a mouse infestation at home, though insects are far more common.
                    cindybubbles (👧 ❤️ 🎂 )

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                    • #11
                      Quoth Dave1982 View Post
                      4 mice in 3 days.......I hope this isn't an infestation.
                      Remember - nobody ever has a house that's infested with mouse (singular) - it's always mice (plural).
                      Any fool can piss on the floor. It takes a talented SC to shit on the ceiling.

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                      • #12
                        Quoth patiokitty View Post
                        The thing with mice is that they STINK.
                        Following one really mild winter some years back, the cat was busy with the infestation. She also chased several mice into the heating ducts and furnace. The odor remained 'til we had a tune-up of the furnace and got the ducts cleaned. I found their entrance point and filled that with steel wool. Hardly a mouse yet--good kitties.
                        I'm trying to see things from your point of view, but I can't get my head that far up my keister!

                        Who is John Galt?
                        -Ayn Rand, Atlas Shrugged

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                        • #13
                          I was moving my stuff out of storage a few months ago and found evidence of mice in my boxes. eh was sad but I could deal.

                          That was until I was cleaning out my car and found a mouse nest complete with babies in my boot. Threw out the babies and nest material (well my wonderful parnter did) and laid bait. We have had to corpses show up and no more evedince so I am thinking I am clear now. I just try not to think of any thing left in place I can't get to.

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                          • #14
                            All this talk of mice reminds me of something that happened a couple weeks ago. As I mentioned a while back (I'll hunt up the thread later), my parents and I were in the process of selling our old house that we lived in for 10 years. We finally found a buyer who didn't try to screw us over or bully us into anything.

                            So we've spent the last few weekends driving back across the mountain to clean up, pack up, and load stuff onto a truck. After relocating our cat from the old house to our rental, though, the old house developed a pretty bad mouse problem. To counter it before we turned over the keys to the new owners, my parents took to putting traps in various places around the house.

                            During the second of these past few weekend trips (the events of the first weekend were not mouse-related, but will probably be covered in a separate thread), we actually got to the house pretty early. It's rare that, considering what time we leave, that we get there before midnight. This time, though, we managed to get there at 11:30. Before going to bed, though, my mom wanted to check and empty the traps. I was in my old room (on the other side of the house) at this point, but it was quiet enough in the whole house that I could very loudly hear from my parents' room:

                            Mom: OH SHIT!! Those bastards!

                            It turned out that both of the traps in the bathroom had sprung, but only one of them had a mouse in it. The other just had a bunch of torn fur around it. After much searching for the second mouse, my parents found it. On their bed. More specifically, on the side of the bed where my mom sleeps. The smell was so horrible that it soaked through the comforter, through my mom's pillow, and into the mattress. We ended up throwing both the mattress and the pillow into the 'to take to the dump' pile.
                            "Things that fail to kill me make me level up." ~ NateWantsToBattle, Training Hard (Counting Stars parody)

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                            • #15
                              Quoth pitmonkey View Post
                              The In-laws have been trying to get a rodent for over 6 months. Mom has been making sure that the cat food and water are put up every night, all the sinks are clean and dry, and any food is off the counters and still can't get rid of it. The traps are either tripped or gone around. They have tried professorial pest control without any results. And the great hunter is no help.
                              You don't have a rodent. You have rodents. Plural. It's never just one with mice.

                              I had a pretty bad mouse infestation a few years ago. Stumps chased them out; he was a superb hunter and they vamoosed.

                              After he died, and I got Taz they moved back in. Taz will hunt them, but she doesn't kill them. She thinks they're toys. If one dies, it's by accident, not intent. So the mice stayed. The infestation was in the crawl space under the house, and they'd done so much damage to it that I ended up having all the insulation torn out and replaced. I also has the vents replaced with a self opening/closing variety that they can't gnaw their way through. No mice since, thank goodness.
                              They say that God only gives us what we can handle. Apparently, God thinks I'm a bad ass.

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