It all began last week when we returned home from Oregon Tuesday night. Adam spotted one on our oven burner and then it crawled back behind the control panel (inside the oven). Ok, if that doesn't make you squirm, I was ready to vomit when he told me. An hour later he saw another one. When I learned about it of course I got on the phone with all the pest control companies I could call. I didn't dare walk into my kitchen for the rest of the day. Traps were put into place, bait blocks were set out and nothing.... Until yesterday morning of course. Caden was out at the kitchen table when all of the sudden he came running into my room saying he had heard it. Sure enough, there was one in the trap in the pantry. Adam finally took the trap outside on the back porch so we didn't have to hear it scratching and squeaking all day. The exterminator came today to pick up the trap and noticed that there wasn't only one but three of those little creatures trapped. I am so glad they are out of my house for good. I'm just holding my breath that none of their relatives will think that it's ok for my home to be their home.
P.S. I couldn't even look at this picture when I posted it, but just to help you get the idea of how grossed out I have been, I thought this might help you feel my pain! (I know this is a rat, and I'm talking about mice, but you get the picture) :)
