Found the rat trap sprung this morning. Nothing inside. And by ‘nothing’ I mean nothing: for the first time ever, something actually managed to eat all the peanut butter and then spring the trap. Without its head inside.
There’s just a hint of blood and fur on the corner of the trap, suggesting that somebody paid a price. But no body, no kill.
Meanwhile the mess inside the woodshed continues to grow. So far, the rat is ahead on more than points.
Old Farmer rat killer recipe – mix a equal amount of cement and flour in a dish and place next to water filled pan. Vermin eats flour mixture, gets thirsty and drinks water – cement in stomach – the end.