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Originally Posted by Frazod
Get a cat. The end.
Had an apartment in Chicago with a mouse infestation. Saw the little bastards all the time. Lots of droppings. Traps and poison proved completely ineffective. The morning after I got the cat, I walked out of my bedroom and saw a small, slick looking thing about the size of my thumb. It was the remains of a mouse - the cat had chewed its legs off and somehow skinned it. She was sitting a few feet away with a look on her face like "you'll never see anymore of those mother****ers in here." And we never did.
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This. We have two cats. Sometimes, after a big rain or snow, a mouse will make the mistake of trying to shelter in our house. It is the last mistake that mouse ever makes. Cats are bad ass hunters.