Help has arrived

Today we got some professional help. Mr. Henry, the pest control guy a friend of Isaida's uses came to the rescue. He used his professional poison and did exactly what I've been doing; tossing some blocks in the attic. He's coming back w/some custom traps he makes to trap the rats. We'll see if he get the job done.

Sad news, I trapped and killed a bird w/my rat traps.

I didn't shoot apic of it but I somehown managed to kill a little sparrow w/one of my rat trap assault contractions. Apparently it was lured by the "meant for rats" peanut butter/dcon mix. Oh well, I tossed the dead bird in my neighbor's backyard. Maybe her annoying late night yappers will eat it...(just kidding) I wish I'd thought about that earlier though.

Losing the fight

NO rats yet on my traps. I dunno what else to try. Bummer.

Ohhh, they're sooooo gonna die !

Last night I stayed up until 4AM. Fucking rats kept running around and while Isaida slept like a baby I read and read and read online boards where people explained their rat-ridding techniques. This morning I rushed to the local Home Depot and bought all the parts to build my very own "rat trap assault rifle". I put two together and placed one up in the attic. I mixed peanut butter with D-con pellets and put some on the board to entice them to the traps. The 2nd one goes outside later tonight near the spot where it looks like they're getting in. I noticed that they ate some of the D-Con poison bars I placed yesterday. I'm concerned about the smell of poisoned rats in the attic if they die there but I think we can survive a few days @ my brother's if we have to.
It's on BITCHES ! Or to paraphrase my close personal friend Samuel L. Jackson: "I'm sick and tired of this motherfucking rats in this motherfucking house", or something like that.

Shooter

I've been playing sharp shooter the last couple of days. Seems the critters we had in our attic have moved to a gab above our kitchen cabinets. Last night I shot one mouse as it came up from under the plastic covers I had gaffered taped over the cabinets. Later in the night another mouse came up and I shot @ it and missed. This morning I adjusted the sight on my pump action bb gun ;) and took several practice shots. I was dead on and then, the mouse came up again. I got so exited that I shot once and missed. Now the fucker won't come up. It stays in the crawl space gnawing @ something. Tomorrow morning I'm buying a few traps to nail the SOB. I'm fucking stressed out. I hate critters.