…from getting into your house and eating your Granola Thins, which is punishable by death in some countries:
BEFORE:
AFTER:
Problem Solved.
And let’s be honest. No one was going to drink that Coors Light anyway.
“But what if the mouse was already inside when you patched the hole up?” Some of you might ask. To that, I say that the world is full of mysteries so we may never know, but based on my week of researching this mouse’s patterns Sherlock Holmes-style, he seems to prefer the garage at night and then gorging on Granola Thins during the day. Besides, the “patch” was applied in the evening, after Harry says he saw that mouse run under the stack of posters in the garage. So there. Like I said, problem solved.
I’m pretty sure there’s som DIY websites that would be interested in this post. Who needs to learn to patch holes when there’s crappy beer?! hahaha too funny!
Our house has a lot of holes in the floor where the radiator pipes used to be. The old owners stuffed steel wool in all of them. Word on the street is mice hate steel wool.