When the Orkin man came out to the house a few months ago to inspect, he said that we have mice, and if we did not utilize his services...QUICK...were were going to have a major infestation because Winter was on the way, and they were going to totally take up shop in our attic more than they have been. Instead of paying him the $100+ bucks to fix the situation, Connie tossed a couple of poison pelates up in the attic and we had peace for about two days.
Fast forward to today, a few days after a major snow storm. It sounds like a professional cheer squad is practicing in the attic. If there are only mice in the attic, I estimate that they have to be the size of rabbits. I really just don't want to see one. Really.
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