We are in southern Kentucky near the small community of Scottsville.
The Army Corp of Engineers have a very nice park on the Barren River Lake, Bailey’s Point Campground.
This is a large campground of approximately 200 sites but they are divided up into 6 loops so it appears much smaller. Many of the sites are on the water. Most sites are too small for a big rig, but there are a few that will accommodate something Lucy’s size.
As you can see, it is heavily treed providing nice shade but also hazardous during a storm, such as the one we had last week. We were fine and only had small branches and leaves fall on us, but there were many trees down in the campground.
Sometimes, it’s just plain dumb luck.
That brings me to our very unwelcomed visitor :( Wish I could say he was as cute as Mickey here.
He arrived sometime on Sunday, uninvited and proceeded to make himself at home. Rick spied him out of the corner of his eye Sunday night while he was still up reading. I had already gone to bed. He set a trap, sure that by morning, everything would be fine.
Morning came, and the bait tray had been licked clean. The trap was still set. Mr. Mouse was still on the loose.
So, we pulled out 2 more traps. Baited all 3 with a generous dose of peanut butter and set them in areas we knew he was frequenting by the “droppings” he so kindly left us. There was no activity during the day, but in the evening, we caught a glimpse of him so figured it was only a matter of time now. Surely one of those traps would get him.
This morning, all 3 traps were clean as a whistle! Nothing tripped. We’ve tested the traps. They are very sensitive. This is one smart mouse. On top of everything, I discovered that he is chewing up a little cotton rug that I have in front of the sink in the bedroom. Apparently he is using it for nesting material! Now he’s done it. This is war.
Rick went shopping and came home with a new, improved mousetrap
and some of these glue traps.
The original 3 traps along with the 2 new and improved models have been re-baited using a somewhat modified technique hoping to make him have to work harder for it.
We’re hoping one of them gets him by the time we go to bed tonight. If not, we’ll be forced to use the glue traps which I’d rather not have to do. But I will. Because he’s making me crazy. He’s gotta go.
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