About three days before Scott left for Atlanta, we realize that we have a rodent problem in the garage. Scott puts out the traps and sees if he can do anything before he leaves. The first day, nothing. The second day we find the glue trap partially eaten. It seems as though the thing got caught and chewed his way out. Scott put out more traps, leaves and wishes me luck. I HATE rodents. I don’t like them dead, alive or any other way. So I avoided the garage as much as possible. I finally had to go out there and it looked as though the rodent(s) were still enjoying the garage freely and avoiding the traps. However, on Wednesday I went out there and one of the traps, closest to the hole that we think they were using, was halfway in the whole and, by the looks of it (because I am NOT about to touch it), the trap is broken. I think once again this stupid (well not so stupid) thing got caught and somehow broke free. This is no ordinary problem we are dealing with. That is why the above post is so funny to me and seems to fit our situation perfectly!!
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