I think I finally have all the mouse holes plugged up in this place but I trapped a couple of babies inside the house, so I finally made a mouse trap to catch them. Found this little guy hanging on for dear life, apparently he scooted around and ate all the peanut butter on the lid rim while he was hanging there
So here we go again, another injured mouse! I was woken up around 5am by squealing. I found this mouse stuck in the wire. He had squeezed half of his body through but was stuck and couldn’t get his hips through. As soon as he saw me he freaked out and tried to shove his head through the square at the top. He had blood all over his back paws. I really wasn’t sure how I’d get him out, if I even could, but it turned out to be really easy, just snipped the square where his hips were stuck and then he backed out of the top square with a little coaxing. The garbage can was the only thing handy. That’s blood, not dirt in the can and you can see his tail is pretty messed up. Never in my life have I even seen a mouse and now I’ve had two injured ones in the past year, life in the country? So he’ll rehab in the can for a few days, at least it’s warm in here
I am curious though – don’t an animal’s whiskers give it a gauge on what what they can fit through? Is this mouse just not very smart? Gained more weight than he realized?
I stopped by Peanut’s house yesterday to see what was going on and it’s all good. His little hideout is still intact – he seems to have added a back door – always a nice addition to any home:) I dropped off some peanuts, bananas and bird food. I think he’ll be fine.
Found this turtle in the middle of the road. At first I was just going to put him in woods by the road, but there wasn’t any water anywhere close by so I figured I’d take him to the river.
He seemed fine in the back of the truck and happy to get to the river.
Not sure if I helped him or interrupted his journey but at least he’s out of the road!
So this little guy is the third mouse I’ve trapped. Sorry no release photo he was too fast and he hopped like 6″ a stretch, which was weird, I have never seen a mouse hop. Anyway…. the ultrasonic devices are not working.
So I need some “How to keep a Mouse out of the House” ideas – anyone? Surely someone’s grandmother knows how to do this!
Peanut spent the last week eating pasta, sunflower seeds, french toast and fresh veggies, all while listening to classical music on NPR. He got fat and healed. I set Peanut free this morning, here are some photos of Peanut and his last week with me.
This is Peanut’s hideout – one of my art supply boxes.
He didn’t want to come out of his little paper towel tube so I’m just left him alone and let him rest.
One night while I went to give Peanut some water he attempted an escape.
How he managed to climb out of that drawer into the back of the box I’ll never know, but it was a good sign that he was feeling better. I managed to slide him off the table into a large plastic tub. It was the first time I got to check out how his little arm was doing, it looked better, but not great.
He was putting weight on it but his little paw still looked a bit mangled. So I went and bought him a new escape proof home so he could continue to recover safely. He has been very active the last two nights and last night he tried to escape again. Clearly Peanut was ready to go. When I checked on him today, I found he had gained quite a bit of weight and his paw looked much better.
So off we went to the woods, to the same spot where I dropped off his little visitor the other day. I took the bag of mouse food I bought and left it all there for him – maybe it will attract some mouse friends As soon as I put the paper towel holder under the tree root Peanut took off, he climbed under the piece of wood you see at the top of the photo. Godspeed Peanut! Live long and well
And there have been no sign of Peanut’s friends since I moved the ultrasonic device to a wall free of obstacles – which the instructions said to do in the first place – so it seems like they’re working. Yea!!! Also made a deal with the owner of the house to do a fish painting for him if he promised to never, ever use glue traps again