Updates on recent posts

Today’s Farmdoc’s Blog post comprises updates on post in the last few months. Links to the original post are in square brackets:

1. Yesterday the ram we bought on 10.4.10 met his 35 new girlfriends [1].

2. I haven’t yet sent the billy goat hiring saga to the Randy Cohen the NYT’s Ethicist [2].

3. F1 driver Lewis Hamilton’s been charged for his pre Grand Prix burnout on a public street [3].

4. Thus the rule of law’s been applied. But not to police chief Overland for the bullets affair [4].

5. My number of unlistened-to podcasts is down from 29 a month ago to 13 now [5].

6. I haven’t yet read Les Carlyon’s two Great War books, or watched the ANZACS film [6].

7. And I haven’t yet read The Man Who Left Too Soon [7].

8. I haven’t yet bought a hand-operated flour mill [8].

9. Our pantry’s mouse free. There were only two mice. The pantry smells sweet again [9].

10. Catherine Deveny’s not been hired by another media outlet after the Age sacked her [10].

11. I haven’t yet asked Sweetheart Vivienne what her primary love language is [11].

12. I hope to survive my flight to Melbourne this morning [12]

13. I haven’t taken the Marshmallow Challenge (pictured) [13].

14. No feedback yet from the 22.4.10 fox scat seekers [14].

Eradicating unwanted house guests

When I was a nipper I loved Mickey Mouse, Minnie Mouse and Mighty Mouse. But I don’t love mice in my house. Where there are at least two right now. They’re the first mice in our house since we moved in 7½ years ago. I’ve no idea how they got in. Until now I considered our house mouse-proof. But clearly now it’s not. Unless, as I surmise, they entered through a temporarily open door. I’ll never know. I first became aware of them a week ago – via visual and olfactory cues in the pantry. Sweetheart Vivienne says there are always more mice than you see. She also told me poison’s the first line of attack. So a week ago I put down four bromadiolone [1] bait blocks. And I also removed all food from the pantry, leaving only canned and bottled food. But the mice continue nibbling at the bait blocks. So yesterday I upped the ante and bought a couple of mousetraps. Not your common wooden ones, mind you. Rather, safe n’ sure ones [2]. The box blurb says it’s ‘Truly a better mousetrap!’ – because stealing bait’s impossible, it snaps shut with more force than a wooden trap does without breaking the mouse’s skin, you don’t touch the dead mouse when releasing it, and after rinsing the trap in warm soapy water it’s ready for re-use. The best mousetrap bait? I don’t know. But I’m trying peanut butter first. This is work in progress, folks. Click on the Comments (below) for updates.