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Originally Posted by Jeff Higgins
Holy rat carcass, daddy - pretty darn impressive.
I know what you mean about the little buggers learning the game - I progressed from shooting them in broad daylight, to only at night, to having to go to the green LED light so as not to alert them. I even have to cycle the baits from peanut butter, to cream cheese, to canned dog food, and whatever else I can come up with that's smelly enough. I went from an easy 3-6 or more any day I felt like going after them to some days where I won't get any. I suppose that's good news, with the real goal being to eliminate them entirely (fat chance, surrounded by a good deal of undeveloped land and wetlands). My wife is very happy, but it was nice when there were a few more to "play" with...
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Yep, went through all of that. At first I had a hunting dog who loved the game also and she would sit watching quietly at my side until I made the shot. Then she would rush in and give them the death bite if they were still moving and deliver them to me as a prize. We had a good system. It was our bonding time and more interesting than just a neighborhood walk. She passed away at 16 and I tried to teach the new Spaniel pup but no go. He is a lover, not a hunter and doesn't want to get rat blood on his delicate fur... and they might bite! I hunted alone for a while but lost interest over time so I switched to commercial bait boxes. Eight years in this house now and mice or rats are a non-issue.