I loathe rodents. Who doesn’t? They are twitchy, dirty, and disgusting.
Sunset Park, like most parts of NYC, is mice-infested. Lovely, I know. Here are the main issues -
Me and the mice in our apartment have an unspoken grudge against each other and try to one up the other every chance we get. I am vigilant of mouse holes to the point of paranoia; the mice only reveal themselves to me – seriously. I was sitting in the kitchen one day while ST was at work. All of a sudden, this little gray guy runs from the living room, under the fridge, and along the kitchen cabinets to get to his hiding place.
After freaking out perched on a stool for 3 minutes, I realized this was war.
My first plan of action was to call the exterminator again since we have a 2 year guarantee with him. He came and did his thing. We found that the mice had chewed through the white foam he used initially. Mice eat everything. This time, he went over everything with caulk.
The next night as I’m getting a glass of water alone in the kitchen, I SEE ANOTHER HOLE. Oh, HELL NO. You will not play me again, mice. I immediately texted the exterminator but he told us a bunch of excuses why he can’t come until next week. Perfect.
So, I checked the patched holes and found that those pests have been busy undoing all our work.
I did some research on the web and formed a plan of action:
We went to Lowe’s for some heavy-duty anti-mouse supplies. Based on what our exterminator used and my own research, this is what we got:
Here’s our arsenal all ready to go:
First, ST assessed the situation and found out that the hole was actually bigger than it seemed. He peeled away the old patch and began on a new one. Once the old patch was peeled away, ST shoved a chunk of mouse poison into the hole using a broomstick. Then, he stuck the nozzle of Great Stuff’s Big Gap Filler into the hole and went to town spraying. He literally sprayed for 5-7 minutes.
Then, ST began shoving marble chips into the hole with a broomstick. High-tech, I know. He stuck the chips into the hole until it was midway full.
Then, he sprayed the foam again. After that, he cut a piece of drywall patch and stuck it over the hole.Then he covered the whole thing with concrete.
Let’s see you chew through that.
Next, we moved onto the stove. Pretty, huh? I estimate that’s about 5 years of not cleaning, ever.
Nothing looked amiss here so we sprayed some more Great Stuff for good measure and I crumbled some mouse poison and tossed it everywhere. Update: Don’t use poison – it doesn’t work at all. The mice eat them and poop out bright green pellets. Very gross and definitely an increased health hazard.
Our last stop was the cabinet under the sink. This spot has been the bane of my existence. It’s grimy, smelly, and no doubt the source of several hidey-holes. I cleared everything out and we began to simply toss marble chips into the space between the wall and the cabinet until we filled it up.
Side note: The previous “mouse control” was a piece of left over laminate countertop that was propped against the wall. Very efficient.
After filling the space with rocks, I went to town with the spray foam.
And that’s that. The whole ordeal took about 2 hours. ST promptly took a nice long nap afterwards.
Will it work? Only time will tell.