Last week started out like most weeks. My dogs were the first ones to tip me off to the fact that something strange was going on in my garage.
At first I chalked up their new fascination with the garage as another one of their doggie eccentricities. When it latest for three days, I knew something was up. On Thanksgiving Day they finally showed me the big reason.
Birdseed + Mice = Mess
If you know me, then you know I am an animal lover. Even mice. Outside.
I love the movie Ratatouille and I had a mouse as a pet as a child. However, my neighborhood in the woods is rodent mecca. I prefer to keep the mouse population out of my house and garage.
(image from Ratatouille Movie)
My daughter reminded me it was Thanksgiving, the day of the most treasured meal of the year. So this year when an improperly stored 20 lb. bag of birdseed became a mouse feast, I decided it was fate.
The dogs had frightened away the mice in the garage for the moment. My daughter and I cleaned up the mess and put the "leftovers" in a secure bin.
Until next year, the mice will have to feast outdoors.