Got three kills overnight: Two birds and a field mouse that wasn’t quite quick enough. Zero packrats.
Found that bird on the left under the Jeep’s hood, but I’m pretty sure it’s not my culprit. Just the unluckiest Mexican Jay in history.
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They say that Louis XIV had the inscription Ultima Ratio Regum cast into all the cannon of the French Army. It means “The Ultimate Argument of Kings,” and that always struck me as one of the most honest and up-front things any ruler or would-be ruler ever said. “We can dress it up prettier than this, but when it comes down to the unvarnished truth this is what it’s about: You’ll do as I say or I’ll send my goons to kill you.”
I thought about that for a long time. If there’s an ultimate argument, it seems only logical that there must be an ultimate answer. For years I thought the ultimate answer must be the bullets in my rifle, but it never seemed quite right. I’ve got bullets – he’s got frigging Cannon Balls. I mean, if there were three hundred million rifles throwing bullets at him, then maybe. But we all know that’s not going to happen. So if there’s an ultimate answer to his ultimate argument, it sure as hell ain’t bullets.
It finally came to me – and that’s when I abandoned the city and most of my stuff, and gave all that was behind me a good stiff Randian Shrug.
The ultimate answer to kings is not a bullet, but a belly laugh.
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Birds? Now that’s very strange. I would never have expected birds to get under the hood like that. You live in a weird place, I think.
Keep at it Joel. Success will eventually be yours. And that mouse looked plenty big enough to nip your sensor wires.
looks like you need a bucket mousetrap
http://youtu.be/_C4J0okzPIE
alternatively
http://youtu.be/yC1XNDyxE4c
a gallon of glycol in the bucket ensures their demise.
I’ve had more than one instance of chewed vehicle wiring that was strictly the work of regular mice, not rats at all. This time of year I frequently check for & remove mouse nests under the hood.
Progress. Success. Keep at it.
I must admit I know little about your rodents but here in the UK we have a type of fieldmouse called a yelow necked field mouse. They will go into vehicles,houses and buildings and chew most types of plastic. Wire insulation and plastic water pipe seem particular favourites. Crows, magpies and jays often strip the window wiper rubbers but have never heard of them eating wiring! Grey squirrels do, even through mains transmission cable ensuring a rapid death from several thousand bolts and half a neighbourhood without power for several hours!