Welcome back! Or, if you're a new reader, just welcome! It's time for another riveting episode of Tangle Fails At Life Tangle's Awesome Homestead Blog!
So, mice. They're cute, they're tiny, they eat half your food and pee on the rest. Ok, maybe not half your food. But they are definitely not the sort of creature you want running loose in your pantry. Our house has a partial basement, but the rest is a dirt-floor crawlspace, and it's unfortunately not as tightly sealed around the bottom as we'd like. So every fall, a few of the little bastards darlings try to set up housekeeping in our basement. We finally got around to setting two traps yesterday evening, after noticing some nibbles on our last tray of ripening tomatoes.
This morning? Boom. Two dead mouses.
(mice have been removed from traps to protect sensitive readers)
I reset the traps right away, but there hasn't been any action yet; I think they do most of their activities at night. I guess if I was going to eat half of someone's food and pee on the rest of it, I'd wait until night to do it too.
What else happened today...
There were chores as usual. Always, always.
I played my guitar quite a bit, and spent entirely too much time chatting with brand new friends on discord. Time I really ought to have spent folding laundry or washing dishes or vacuuming the couch.
Yep. But see, that laundry is doing a great job of propping up the guitar!
My toddler was of the opinion that she was not tired tonight. It was a very loud, anguished opinion. My secret weapon came out: the selfie camera!
Major meltdown turned into belly laughs and silly faces. Crisis averted!
And to be terribly honest, that really was all that happened here today! I feel a little sheepish (see what I did there?) on the homesteading front, since I didn't really do much of it today, but I suppose I must try to do better tomorrow.
I did manage to get a picture of the sheep in the dark tonight when I took out a couple pails of water (still havent gotten around to getting the well usable). They were mostly all bedded down in their fluffy straw pile, though a few were camping out in the leftovers of their hay.
It's hard to tell, but they really are sheep, not a slightly lopsided hedge with poorly distributed Christmas lights.
So that's it for my day! A final discussion question for you: what's your perfect mousetrap bait? We have pretty good results with peanut butter, but if you have a tried and true mouse-enticing formula, I'd love to hear it! See you next time, friends!