Many years ago now, newly married, my wife and I were eating lunch when we saw a rat walking across the patio. I had a 410 shotgun, bit of a toy really. so cartridge in and went after ratty. At point blank range blasted him – hollow in soil and rat blown up about a foot. But he carried on walking. Another cartridge, another blast, and another same result. When at the third time of asking ratty continued to walk after being blown sky high I decided it was costing too much in cartridges and fetched a spade. It didn't survive being chopped by a spade!
Another time, went out at dusk and a rat ran off and hid behind a small pile of bricks. Called cat over, showed her where ratty had disappeared and left her to it. Next morning there was ratty, laid out by the back door, brown bread, cat had earned her keep for another day.
Last New Year we had mice coming in our French house. Bought a couple of traps – little nipper types – and over about 10 days caught 7 mice, usually in pairs. Traps worked a treat. Chucked dead mice over the fence into a field – they were always gone by next day so someone was having a feed. Never had mice before, but we always had a cat before, sadly she had passed away aged 16+ years the previous winter.
Edited By ChrisH on 26/09/2017 20:31:58