Gatorubet;1346039; said:
Does anyone else have a problem with them?
Nope. I don't live in filth. :)
generaladm;1346116; said:
Funny, I've had more luck with glue traps than the classic Tom & Jerry type.
Glue traps are awesome. If they aren't working at first, stick some bait in the middle of them just like you would a standard trap.
Nothing gets out of a glue trap. When I worked at the pawn shop we had one rat rip his own skin off trying to escape.
Random rodent stories:
When I got back to SoCal from Somalia in Feb 93 it had been raining almost non-stop all of the past couple of months and the ground was absolutely saturated with water. We were living in a two bedroom bungalo in Del Mar and the wife was unhappy with the noises coming from the ceiling, walls, & floorboards. It was like a battalion was marching through (she had spent the last few weeks back home with her family and had only been back in the house one night before I got home).
My first night back I got up to hit the kitchen for some chow at zero dark thirty & locked eyes with a rat about the length of my arm. He quickly beat feat under the sink. I immediately headed off to the grocery store to pick up some rat traps.
Once home I set up the first trap under the sink by the hole the pipes come up through. While setting up #2 in another room I heard the snap of the first trap and a squeal. Checking under the sink...the upper half of a rat was up through the hole & caught in the trap while his lower half was still below. He was struggling a bit so I hit him over the head with a hammer. Pulled out the now dead rat and sure enough the bastard was as long as my arm. Dumped his corpse in a trash bag, reset the trap, washed my hands & then headed back to trap 2...
*SNAP*
The first trap was sprung again already. Another rat.
Dispose of corpse. Reset trap. Wash hands. Walk away.
*SNAP*
This went on the rest of the night. The final tally was twelve dead rats killed by one trap in about 3 hours.
Rat story 2:
Several of us had spent the day surfing at Rosarito beach in Mexico & didn't make it back across the border before the curfew (at that time enlisted Marines would get picked up if they tried to cross back after a certain hour) so we decided to just get a room in TJ & hunker down until the morning.
We ended up getting snagged by the Federales. They were really just shaking us down for bribe money but we resisted so they threw us in the holding tank with a handful of TS/TV (and by all appearances HIV positive) hookers.
After about an hour a rat the size of a small bear climbed through the open window and bit one of the prostitues on the shoulder.
Much screaming & chaos ensued as the wounded hooker was running around getting blood everywhere and the rest of the cellmates were trying to avoid he/she. The Marines were also trying to avoid the other hookers and everyone was trying to avoid the rat scurring around at our feet.
The jailer finally arrived laughing.
We magically managed to scrounge up the bail/bribe money & they let us go.