{"id":1956,"date":"2011-05-06T11:31:22","date_gmt":"2011-05-06T11:31:22","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.runquiltknitwrite.com\/?p=1956"},"modified":"2011-05-06T11:31:22","modified_gmt":"2011-05-06T11:31:22","slug":"eeek-mice","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.runquiltknitwrite.net\/?p=1956","title":{"rendered":"eeek mice!!!"},"content":{"rendered":"

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I need your help.<\/p>\n

I think I have mice in my garden and poor old (I emphasize old here) Bumble Bee is clearly not up to the job. Actually she’s such a wimp I’m wondering if this is the reason she will only go into the garden if I’m there to hold her hand…<\/p>\n

During our glorious spring weather I’ve been digging, weeding, planting and replanting. I have three big sloping flower beds and they are riddled with burrows. And I mean riddled. My garden is like an Emmental cheese, which I would find kind of cute, if it wasn’t so annoying.<\/p>\n

Last week \u00a0I planted some nice new plants and now I notice that every morning when I make my rounds of the garden another one is gone. Some have just disappeared without a trace – and before you mention slugs, these plants were big and surrounded by slug pellets – and others have had whole stems just nibbled right through.\u00a0No wonder the tulips on the whole failed to show this year! Somebody was eating tulip bulb stew all winter.<\/p>\n

I’m not a happy camper.<\/p>\n

Not one bit.<\/p>\n

And I’m also completely flummoxed about what to do. I’ve been fairly aggressive about breaking the tunnels and filling them in, but there are clearly little animals sitting somewhere in nuclear bunkers laughing their little socks off at me. I would estimate my success rate as nil, nyet, nichts, nul, pas du tout. A big fat failure caused – I assume – by some big fat mice.<\/p>\n

I can’t get a new cat, because that would make Bumble Bee unhappy.<\/p>\n

So what should I do?<\/p>\n

Help!<\/h1>\n

Helen<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

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