Some times, things aren't so pretty around here, like going into the cellar/crawlspace and checking the "pest" stiuation. Last night we heard a definite gnawing underneath the house? in the walls? somewhere.... Since we were gone for awhile and things get awfully quiet around the farmstead, we figure with the seasons change there is probably a migration from outdoors to indoors for some of the local critters, found some new entrance areas we didn't know were there. Sure enough there were signs of mouse activity. We have a large bag of litter on the floor, which last time we were down there, it had a few holes in the bag, but now the entire top of the bag is gone (great nesting material) and it looks as though there has been a barn dance in the exposed litter. Hope it's not rats. I really hate rats. New poisons and sticky traps had to be set. I don't like killing the "little" guys, but they can devastate your home - so quickly if "unchecked". We saw where they were bringing the sunflower birdseed in to the cellar and dropping off the shells into the sump pump casing.
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