We've had a couple of mousey squatters in our house. At one point we watched one of them saunter across the middle of the kitchen floor, in broad daylight, stop and look up at the 70-pound greyhound dozing three feet away, then go on with its business. Said greyhound was definitely not doing its job....
When I was backpacking on the Appalachian Trail, the more seasoned hikers told me never to zip my pack pockets closed at night, because the mice would get in anyway, and better they be able to do so without destroying my pack. One night a mouse nibbled the edge of that day's diary entry, then defecated on it... everyone's a critic....
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When I was backpacking on the Appalachian Trail, the more seasoned hikers told me never to zip my pack pockets closed at night, because the mice would get in anyway, and better they be able to do so without destroying my pack. One night a mouse nibbled the edge of that day's diary entry, then defecated on it... everyone's a critic....