While Mr. Aitch and I were away, some uninvited guests came to our house. They’re still here.
Their droppings were on the floor and counter top and how-in-the-world-did-they-get-on-my-table?
So I made a quick trip to the store this morning and bought these:
Mr. Aitch and I have an agreement. I buy the traps. He does the rest.
Ok, maybe eight traps is too many. Um….. No.
So I’ve been cleaning. Deep down, disinfecting cleaning. And I suspect I’ll be doing more cleaning until the signs of the uninvited guests no longer appear.
And their furry, little carcasses are out of my house.
Excuse me while I go scrub something.