Wednesday, October 03, 2007

They're Back! Darn It...

And I don't mean the elk this time...

One week ago I was allowed to start feeding the sheep again. I've missed being able to do things around the barn since having had my back surgery last June. As funny as it sounds, but I'm sure many other sheep-people would agree, most days I would rather be outside with the sheep, garden, tinkering around the barn, etc., than stuck inside, unless I'm spinning or weaving or doing some other fun activity. (I must remember to tell myself this when we have three feet of snow on the ground and it's biting cold outside.)

I tried moving some empty feed bags in the barn when I saw them...the first tell-tale signs I again had unwelcome visitors in the barn. Mice. The first hint of cold weather here and we get mice heading into the barn for warmth and food. Drat! Now, we have all sorts of nasty things in this area: West Nile Virus, Africanized bees, assorted snakes, and Hanta Virus carried by the likes of the vermin trying to live in my barn. At the first signs of their presence I verbally post a Declaration of War on them. It has begun and I'm out for blood.

Yesterday, I went into town to run errands and while I was there, picked up new traps to set for the mice. Last evening, I baited the traps and set them in areas I thought I had seen the little buggers in. Voila! This morning I had caught five of the wee beasties. Before I transported said DMBs (Dead Mouse Bodies) to the back fence line, I noticed Nosey Josie keeping a close watch to see if I would drop any.
As you may recall, Josey is the Speckled Sussex hen I have with a taste for occasional oddity in her diet. So I offered her one of the mice. This time, she just looked at me as if to ask, "What? You want me to eat a BIG one? No way! I like the small ones."

Picky, picky, picky...


Shadow says, "Raspberries! Just invite them inside here, Mom...we'll take care of them for you!"

7 comments:

Michelle at Boulderneigh said...

Yeah, they moved back into my pulling truck again, so out came the Bar Bait....

melanie said...

They're back for us, too. My mom read an article in the paper that said (for us, anyway) that this year is like a "perfect storm" for mice. Mild winter, lots of berries and nuts, and viola! more mice than ever. Great.

Kat said...

Wow, five mice! My kitties caught a mouse the other day and played with it until it died. We still haven't found all the "extra parts" yet, so they probably have a really good hiding place picked out for them. Ick!

Too bad your Josey wasn't interested. LOL!!

shepherdchik said...

She probably wants LIVE mice, not dead ones. Poor Josie... Shall I send the mafia chick down there?

Kathy L. said...

Becca, actually, Josie and her toady, Toady, have not cared whether or not they are alive, barely alive, or freshly dead - but size apparently does matter. They prefer the smaller ones and down them head first. It reminds me of either a snake eating dinner, or someone eating oysters. Oi!

Kathy L. said...

Mel...I think if there were good berries and seeds here, I wouldn't have them in the barn. But then again, there's something to be said for their intelligence as they prefer the warm feed room filled with everything they need except for water. Hmmm...maybe they ain't so dumb, eh? :)

Leigh said...

Bad news about those mice! I wish I could loan you Catzee. You'd be mouse-free in no time.