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( , Thu 1 Aug 2013, 17:36)
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I baited mine with peanut butter, the mice ignored it; I put down poison, they scoffed it and died. Trouble was, I forgot about the poison in the meter cupboard, and so opened it a few weeks later to find a decomposing mouse, which left a little outline behind when I peeled it off the shelf.
( , Wed 7 Aug 2013, 10:23, 1 reply)

I think the humane traps caught a grand total of two mice, which I then had to take at least two miles from the house to prevent them returning
Ultimately it was easier to just move out
( , Wed 7 Aug 2013, 10:25, closed)
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