There’s an animal in our attic, I’m not sure what it is but I know that it’s big and it has babies up there with it. It must have only gotten up there in the last two weeks because that’s when my husband and I left for vacation – aka that’s when Tyler put his golf clubs through the floor and probably opened up space for an animal to get inside. He was trying to get a suitcase (playing with his driver) when he caught one of the beams with a golf club, staggered backwards, and put the butt of his club through the thin wall separating the outside world from our unfinished attic. I assume that’s where the animal tore an even larger hole through the wall and got in.
The problem is (besides the fact that there’s an animal in the attic) that we were leaving for a 10 day trip to Mexico to celebrate our anniversary and left our house in the hands of the neighbors 16 year-old son. He’s the one that called us about 2 days after we left, terrified by the ghost haunting our attic. I brushed him off and told him the house wasn’t haunted it’s just old so it creaks and that he shouldn’t worry. But 3 days after that he called again, in hysterics that there was, in fact, someone in the attic. He went up there to investigate the sounds and was met by horrible screeching and howling, which is when he sprinted from the house and nearly called the cops. Basically, I had to find someone else to water my plants and I spent the rest of my vacation restless to get home and solve the problem.
Now that I think about it, it’s very likely that the animal in the attic is a raccoon. If she just had babies she would have been very defensive when Xander climbed into the attic hollering at the disturbed spirit that “needed to go into the light”. But, that leaves me with another problem. I have no idea how to handle a raccoon problem, especially if babies are involved. I need someone with a little more experience, preferably a trapper and NOT an exorcist.
We’ve got a serious mouse problem in our kitchen, and no matter what we do we can’t seem to catch all of them. It’s been happening for the last four or five months and is driving me bipity-bopity bonkers. It started out small, where we would just see little black mouse turds here and there on the kitchen floor so we set out a couple traps to see what would happen. We only caught one, but we figured the problem was solved, since it seemed so small in the first place, but we were wrong. It only escalated from there.
Even though immediately following the capture of the first mouse things died down, not long after they picked up rapidly. Before we knew it, there were piles of mouse droppings all over the kitchen and even inside the pantry and washroom. Then after that, the mice started to chew through bags and boxes inside of the pantry, meaning in the time-span of this mouse problem, quite a bit of our food storage could have been contaminated. I have two young children, and I won’t even risk feeding them something that could harbor sickness from these rodents.
After we first discovered them in the pantry, we bought 20 more traps and set them up all over the house (but mostly in the kitchen). We’ve caught 12 mice now, but are still seeing signs of activity. At this point, this mouse problem is the biggest stressor in my life and so this is my cry for help. I know my husband wants to fight this battle himself, but I can’t deal with it anymore, I’m calling in the special ops! Professionals are coming in tomorrow and bringing the arsenal with them, it’s still possible for me to live happily ever after – mouse free!
The squirrels in my backyard are nutty – if you can ignore the stupid pun I just made and finish this story, you’ll see I’m being serious. About a month ago, three squirrels showed up in my backyard out of nowhere. At first I wasn’t necessarily worried about it considering they are squirrels and they do live outside and my backyard is indeed, outside. Why would anyone be scared of three, harmless squirrels? Well, it turns out that geese are not the only demon possessed animals in the world. Squirrels also land in the category of unpredictably evil beasts that you can never trust.
Why am I so passionate about my vehement hatred for these squirrels? Let me just tell you. THEY ARE VICIOUS! They moved in to the overhang of my porch, and when I try to go outside, they hiss and basically run down the wall at my face. So far they haven’t actually attacked me, but its close enough! They will also bite and scratch through my screen door; in one month I’ve already had to replace it, and I don’t doubt I’ll have to do it again soon! Considering that it is spring time, I’m very worried that they’re going to multiply and then I won’t just have adult squirrels in my backyard, but their baby demon spawn as well.
Basically, I need a solution that’s more environmentally friendly than my .22 because I’m getting closer and closer to that point every day. I’m especially worried because in two weeks my nephews are coming to stay with me while their parents are out of town and I don’t want them to go home telling stories about the psychotic squirrels in my backyard. I just want this problem solved ASAP. If I can’t find someone else to take care of them for me, I’m just going to have to do it myself. The only crazy animal allowed on my property is me!
I’ve got a major mouse problem, it’s not an Australia in the summer kind of major, but for a small 3 bedroom townhouse – it’s major. I have never had a problem with mice before, I mean yeah one here and there over my entire lifetime, but never 5 in one week. I’m trying to get rid of them on my own but every time I set a trap I catch a new one, and then when I turn around another is running across the floor into the wall. I think my house might be infested and I can’t deal with that alone! I need help from someone who knows what they’re doing and doesn’t cry every time they have to pick them up. I’m a vegetarian, so killing animals is not my thing, but I have to do what I have to do I guess.
I wish I could say that I had no clue why this was happening, but I know EXACTLY who to blame for this disaster that I’m currently living in. I’m a junior in college and I rent this townhouse with two other girls – actually, it’s currently just one other girl. The girl that USED to sleep in the room next to mine was evicted two weeks ago because she was practically a hoarder and was destroying the room. The owners told me and my roommate that if we’d be willing to clean up what she left behind and get the room back in order, we could have a month or two rent free – depending on the size of the mess. Well, guess where we found the mouse problem. DING DING DING! There are four holes in the walls in the room, and that’s where we are catching every single mouse.
So far, we haven’t seen any outside of the one bedroom, but with the crazy amount that we’ve been catching, I’m afraid our mouse problem is getting out of hand. Everyone is collectively trying to get rid of these things and looking for help. I’m not going to lie, having someone else kill the mice for me isn’t my only motive in looking for a professional (though it is a big one). I’m also hoping that maybe, I can get another month off of rent if I can solve this problem for good. And I mean, obviously I can’t keep living in a house with a mouse infestation, so I’m hoping that they’ll clear out so I can keep living here. Finding good housing in college is hard enough.
I have a SEVERE woodpecker problem. I don’t know what it is about my red, cedar house but woodpeckers love it. About 6 years ago is when my problem hit its peak, I had about 40 holes that had to be filled and repaired and I was able to get a special permit to kill the woodpecker that was doing all the damage because nothing else worked. Since then, I’ve seen woodpeckers in the trees around town and occasionally on a neighbor or friend’s home, but I have been woodpecker free; until now.
Three weeks ago, I left on a vacation for Hawaii with my daughter and her family. When I got back, I was mortified at what I found. My (practically) long-forgotten woodpecker problem had started up again. I could visibly see 4 new holes just on the front face of my house, and one of them obviously held a nest. Can you imagine the feeling of seeing thousands of dollars you’d invested into your home, the investment crumbling in front of your eyes as the problem resurfaced? I hope you feel just a percentage of my horror and understand why I am in such a rush to get this taken care of.
I cannot, no, I WILL not let this happen again. I have already hung up reflectors and streamers as close to the holes as I can get alone, and have a Wildlife Technician that specializes in woodpecker problems coming out later this week to start on more deterrents. If I have to, I’ll get the Department of Wildlife on the phone and get another permit. I can’t stand by and watch my beautiful home be destroyed again. Oh, the image of the last woodpecker ruining my house haunts my dreams! Whatever it takes, I’m going to get this woodpecker problem resolved, and fast.
I need some serious help with a bat problem, and I need it fast. Early this morning my son woke up screaming bloody murder. I ran into his room terrified that something was happening to him, when I got into his bedroom I found him sobbing under his covers, cowering away from his closet. I wasn’t sure what was happening so I asked him what was wrong and he told me a big black bird was flying through his room trying to hurt him. I honestly had no idea how to react to that, there was no bird in sight and absolutely no sign that there had ever been a bird. I told him it was just a bad dream but I turned off the lights scooted into bed next to him to help him fall back asleep.
We laid there together for maybe an hour in the dark, the only light came from his small night light next to his bed, when all of a sudden I heard something banging into his window and my son started screaming again. I opened my eyes and saw what did look like a big, black bird flying wildly around the room. Only it wasn’t a bird, it was definitely a bat. I’d be lying if I said that I didn’t scream before I scooped my little boy into my arms and ran him out of the room, shutting the bat inside. I really couldn’t believe it, we have never had a bat problem in this house before, and now I’m asking myself ‘what if there are more?’ I’m even more concerned about the fact that when I sent my husband into the room to get the bat out later in the morning, he couldn’t find it.
I won’t lie, I’m panicking a little bit about this. There’s a vent in my sons closet that it could have gone up, I’m not sure if it leads to the attic but it’s definitely a possibility. And what if this isn’t just one bat? What if it just got separated from a whole bunch of other bats that are living somewhere else in my house!! I know that realistically, it’s probably just one, but it’s one that is missing INSIDE MY HOUSE! I just need help with this as soon as possible, I don’t need a bat problem on my plate right now.
I have been living with bats in my house for 5 years now, and I am DONE! I guess technically I live in an apartment, or a studio? Whatever you want to call it, it’s part of a beautiful old Victorian home and the landlord rents 6 rooms out; all of us have experienced wild bat problems at least once since we’ve all been here, and one of the renters just moved in two months ago. We have all approached the landlord about it since he is an exterminator, but he says that it’s illegal to kill bats and basically told us to deal with it – and I have, for a very long time.
I have no problem with bats at all, I understand their importance in the food chain and I appreciate them for eating mosquitos. Actually now that I think about it, I haven’t had a mosquito bite since I’ve been living here, I only get them on vacations. BUT, ignoring that, I am at my wits end with these things sharing my apartment. The only time there should be bats in a house is if it’s abandoned or belongs to Van Helsing; bats belong outside, period. You might be wondering why, after 5 years of this, I am just now getting truly angry about the bat problem; well, I’ll tell you.
Early this morning, in the wee hours of dawn, I was sleeping peacefully dreaming about gumdrops and candy canes when all of a sudden, I’m awoken from my slumber by a BAT LANDING ON MY FACE!! I am not kidding! I don’t know how and I don’t know why, but I do know that I am beyond my limits of what I can take – and I also know that my landlord got an earful at 4 am this morning because of it! I have done all that I can, but I can’t live with bats in the house any longer. Either they go, or I do.
Living in the mountains, there are always wild animals running around our yard, and as long as they stayed in their place and we stayed in ours we had no problem with it. The problem came when we found raccoons in the walls of our house. We were watching TV in our upstairs bedroom when all of a sudden we heard a soft thud in the wall between where we were and the room adjacent. I muted the TV and we sat listening to see if anything else would happen; and sure enough about a minute later we started to hear scratching and climbing. We waited to see if it would be able to get itself out of the wall or if we’d have to cut it free; luckily within 10 minutes it was up and out of the wall.
Considering this happened late at night I waited until the next day to look around outside and see where it might have been able to gain access to the wall. I walked around the perimeter and looked up into the eaves and along the soffit to see if I could find any significant gaps or evidence of the raccoon from the wall. As I came around the back of my house I found a fairly large hole tucked up into a tight corner I wouldn’t be able to get to, but I was sure a raccoon could so I called up a professional wildlife removal company in hopes that they’d be able to seal of the entrance and keep raccoons and other unwanted animals out of my walls. They picked up and we set an appointment for an inspection the next afternoon.
Now keep in mind, this is early spring we’re talking about; a lot of hibernating creatures are waking up and lingering around looking for food. When the technician came to the house the next day I walked them through the house and showed them where we heard the raccoon in the wall, then I took him to my bedroom to see where the gap was I found outside my bedroom window. Since you couldn’t see it very well from the window, he wanted to crawl out onto the roof and get a better look. He sat in the window sill, slid his feet out, stood up, and then froze. I leaned out to ask if he needed any help, and I froze too. Standing just below us, out of sight from inside the window, was a black bear, staring right back up at us. Neither of us wanted to spook it even though we were reasonably out of its reach on the second floor of my home, but we stood still. After about five minutes of anxious silence, the bear ran back up the hill into the woods. We finished the inspection, but I think my problem could be much bigger than just a raccoon in the wall.
Although woodpecker problems can be serious, it’s not very often that they can be considered dangers; in fact they’ve probably never been considered dangerous. At least in my 17 years as a wildlife technician, I’ve never been injured in any way because of a woodpecker – or at least I hadn’t been until last week. You would think after all these years I would have seen, done, and experienced it all, I know I thought I had, but I was dead wrong. When I got a call from a customer with a woodpecker problem, I never would have pictured it going south in any way.
It was honestly a pretty routine job; the owner came to stay in the home, went to sleep, and he woke up to a horrible pounding outside his bedroom window. Later that day I received a call from him and a full report on the woodpecker problem: approximately 4 holes that he could see, and only one bird. I loaded my truck with sight, sound, and taste deterrents, strapped on a couple of ladders, and made a lunch stop before I headed to the job – just like any normal day. When I got there I set up my ladder and started to check all the open holes for any birds inside and to see what I would have to do to solve the problem. There were no birds that I could see or hear and all I needed was a vent, some screen, and a few deterrents to set up.
I should tell you that there was one woodpecker hole that was covered by a stainless steel square that had been installed years before when they experienced previous woodpecker problems, and right next to that hole was another recent hole that I was planning to cover and work with. When I got up the ladder I started like I would have any other time, I stood below the hole and knocked on the wall to be sure nothing was inside before I covered it up. When nothing flew out I got to work; it was all routine, I was going through the motions like I had at hundreds – maybe even thousands of woodpecker jobs before this. What I wasn’t expecting was for a woodpecker to fly out from behind the steel that covered the hole from years ago. It got right into my face and startled me so badly that I fell backwards off of my ladder. Luckily, I was only about 12 feet off the ground so I wasn’t seriously injured, but I definitely had the wind knocked out of me and my ego cut down a few notches. Over my 17 years trapping there have been quite a few animals that have sent me tumbling, but a woodpecker was a first; I guess you just never know what to expect in this business.
When you buy an older house you expect it to come with quirks like maybe it’s haunted or the doors are on backwards; we expected these kinds of quirks, but we were not expecting bats in the attic. This house was built in the 1800’s and the attic is actually HUGE, so in reality we were prepared for the possibility of there being bats in the attic so we had an inspection done to check the house for any kinds of wildlife problems. The inspector came out an hour later and gave us the all clear. No bat problems anywhere.
Two weeks later and here we are. Six days ago I went to the basement to put some boxes away and I found a dead bat on top of the shelves; three days I had to pull a dead bat out from behind the stove when I started to smell something heating up as I cooked dinner. From six days ago until now, I have found 8 bats dead in my house. I thought to myself, ‘this has to be a coincidence, the house doesn’t have a bat problem!’ I started to dig around to find out if these dead bats were just old or if we were dealing with something larger altogether. I didn’t have any luck finding any live bats and I was starting to become more hopeful that there wasn’t a bat problem at all, until I got to the attic. I cracked open the door and shone my flashlight around the large space; I could see that there was definitely guano covering the floor so I moved my light up towards the ceiling and I almost screamed. What had to be more than 100 bats were hanging peacefully from the rafters.
I am so unbelievably upset! Not only are there bats in the attic of my house, but the inspector that was supposed to look for the bats was either incompetent or he lied straight to my face! There is no way that a problem this extreme just happened in the last two weeks, especially since we actually moved in a week ago and we started finding bats immediately! Okay, what I need is to first take a deep breath, and second is some serious help. I need someone to get these bats out of the attic before I lose my mind and burn this house down. I have been patiently dealing with the quirks of my (new) old house, but I cannot handle this without some professional help; be it a therapist or bat control. I need SOMEONE.