We’ve got a few mice who’ve decided to move in with us. Over the past few months, we’ve heard them scratching around in the attic. One woke us up this morning, having parked himself on the ceiling right above our bedroom.
I was poking around the garage the other night when I saw a mouse-sized hole chewed in a bag of sunflower seeds. Apparently, I found their pantry. I think they got in the garage and found a hole from there into the crawlspace.
The same night I discovered the sunflower seed thief, I discovered an even larger varmit. A fat opossum got startled when I walked from the garage to the shed. It may have been hanging around our garbage can, since our motion light was on, though the lid was still firmly attached. I thought for a moment of chasing it but then figured there were a million other things I’d rather do than get rabies shots. Fortunately, he made an escape some time afterward and hasn’t been seen since.
Some of my day off today will be spent plugging those gaps in the house and setting varmit traps in the crawlspace. If that doesn’t work, we’ll have to start charging rent.
After an encounter with one a couple years ago, I’m actually amazed by Possums.
They are pretty docile and everything they show is an act. I think the bad rap they get about being plagued with rabies is due to their foaming mouth defense mechanism. Other animals don’t want rabies either so they stay away. The weird thing is that possums’s are actually incredibly resistant to rabies.
They’ve been around longer than humans so they must be doing something right.
Well, it was too dark to see his rabies tag, so I decided not to risk it. 🙂