This evening I found Ratties hideout! Agh – right I thought to myself time for a little breakfast.
Grabbed my wellies, a pair of disposable plastic gloves and green rat bait. First I stuffed a few bricks of rat bait down the hole followed by stones and clay. I drizzled water over the top so the clay forms a thicker layer. Then planted a much larger heavier flint on top.
I’ll have to check this each day now and anytime that it reappears I’ll keep filling them back in with more bait and stones. It’s worked in the past but just a matter of keeping on top of it.
I called in on my dad, and the pair of us went round the various haunts they used to hang out. We’ve several bait boxes out on the farm, so we filled them all back up. I found another very fresh hole outside my parents bedroom wall. The pair of us gave this hole the same treatment.
Interestingly the box near to the pond hasn’t been touched yet. They tend to drink at the pond once they start taking in the bait. So one to watch…
I know this picture is a little dark but you can just make out the bait on the metal wire. We do this because otherwise the rat drags the bait out. The idea being we want the rat to keep coming back for more, this way we can monitor it a little better.
So ratty – breakfast is served.
I can hardly believe I’m actually writing about something I can’t bare!
The first night I moved here (to the small holding June 2014) I heard this scratching noise. Where was it? Right behind my head in the wall cavity! They, as there were several – kept me awake for hours. I dreaded going to bed it was horrendous! I could tell you exactly what time they went out hunting and when they went to sleep. I even knew when the babies were born!
I searched outside where I thought they were coming in and eventually found the bars of an air vent (into the bathroom) was broken. I suspected this was their entrance. I got some green metal mesh and using a heavy duty stapler dutifully stapled it all the way around the vent. I actually slept that night.
However they had a second entrance, this wasn’t discovered for months – yes I said months. We had bait boxes down which were regularly checked and restocked. We spoke to the council who came out and gave us different bait which proved worse than our initial bait. As we’re on the border of two councils I rang the other who suggested a different bait which had proved successful in our area. It sort of kept them at bay but they were still sleeping in the cavity. I was at my wit’s end!
Their second entrance was eventually discovered when we built an extension for my parents. The builders were astonished at the size/width of the wall cavity in the Barn conversion – no wonder I could hear them running marathons! Since the new building was added we’ve had no rats in the cavity – total bliss since September 2014.
However this evening, whilst checking the hens were in bed outside in the yard I heard that dreaded sound. I’m hoping it was my imagination but I’m convinced I heard one running up the wall. Yes I’m aware that if you have hens and compost heaps etc you’re bound to have them. Far better outside than in cavity walls – still can’t stand them though.
Gloves on – I’ll be putting fresh bait out in the boxes tomorrow once I’m home from work.