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Get @The Exile on the case he specialises in flame throwers.A flamethrower would do the job
Just about to leave for work and heard some scratching in one of the corners of the downstairs ceiling so must be running about somewhere.
Anyone had any successful methods of getting rid of them?
I've let the cat have full roam of the house so she will get it if it appears but now expecting to come home to a scene from SAW of a massacred mouse.
I got the council out for it once. I think they do one visit for very little cost
Would have thought a cat would be enough tbh.Just about to leave for work and heard some scratching in one of the corners of the downstairs ceiling so must be running about somewhere.
Anyone had any successful methods of getting rid of them?
I've let the cat have full roam of the house so she will get it if it appears but now expecting to come home to a scene from SAW of a massacred mouse.
Conventional mouse traps don't work. They'll eat the food right off the fucker without triggering it.Just about to leave for work and heard some scratching in one of the corners of the downstairs ceiling so must be running about somewhere.
Anyone had any successful methods of getting rid of them?
I've let the cat have full roam of the house so she will get it if it appears but now expecting to come home to a scene from SAW of a massacred mouse.
We had one once, am sure the little piss-taking fecker came in inside the hoover of the bloke who came to service the fire/heating. Traps didn't work, had loads of the things. It eventually met a grizzly end which still disturbs me if I think about it. But feck it. It was annoying.
We had 'one'. It died. Then there were 'none'. 'None' before, 'none' since. I'm confident we had 'one'. It wasn't a resident mouse, it was a tourist mouse. Travelling alone. Without the family.There is never just 'one'.
We had 'one'. It died. Then there were 'none'. 'None' before, 'none' since. I'm confident we had 'one'. It wasn't a resident mouse, it was a tourist mouse. Travelling alone. Without the family.
We had 'one'. It died. Then there were 'none'. 'None' before, 'none' since. I'm confident we had 'one'. It wasn't a resident mouse, it was a tourist mouse. Travelling alone. Without the family.
I had a few in a bedsit where I lived years ago. Tried poison, they just ate the fucker. Tried traps, they just ate the food off the traps without triggering it. In the end I had to find where they were coming from and build an elaborate trap using sticky pads in such a way where the only way into my room would mean walking over one. Then, one night, I was awoken by.. "AAAAAAAAAARGGGGGHHHHHHHH!". The twat was stuck to the pad and screaming for help.
It met a grizzly end on the end of a baseball bat. I pounded its f***ing head in.
The rest took the hint. Never saw one again after that.
Yes, youve got the right solution ie a cat. One of your dogs would have been after it as well. They have a sixth sense with mice - we had one the other month - and it eventually ended up in the mouth of one of our dogs. Just sauntered into the living room and dropped it on the floor. Dead.Anyone had any successful methods of getting rid of them?
I've let the cat have full roam of the house so she will get it if it appears but now expecting to come home to a scene from SAW of a massacred mouse.
Protection.Why did you have a baseball bat?