Our house has been infested with a combination of rats and field mice. The rats are living in the ceiling, while the field mice made their home behind the kitchen cupboards. It’s out of control.
This morning, we took down said cupboards and carried them outside to bake in the sun. We’ve since killed four mice. I hate killing animals, even pesky ones, but this was an invasion. Them or us.
While I was scrubbing the mouse pee off of the shelves, the woman who works next door was standing behind me. Noticing all of the mouse poop that I had swept out onto the ground she asked,
"Wow, are those the mouse’s eggs?"