There seems to be an EFFIN' SHREW family in the storeroom of my rented house. Shrews are kinda like mice only with elongated noses and stumpier tails. Really gross looking (I refuse to put up a picture. Google it.) Anyway, we set this trap in the storeroom (which is half open air and is located behind me and my roomies' bedroom) because I saw something suspicious scampering underneath the cupboard there (plus my roomie saw it running after an insect one night) and caught what we thought was a mutated mouse the next day. It released this wicked smell and we were like wtf, our room smells like fart now. I googled it and found out that the thing was a house shrew. It's not a pest, some people say we are BLESSED because we are now insect-free! But still, EWW. It releases this musk (more like farty?!) smell in breeding season (Heavens save us) or when threatened.
That's not the end of it. WHY ARE THERE STILL SQUEAKS AT THE BACK? Then a baby shrew managed to get itself ingeniously lodged in the toilet bowl one morning. The horror. After disposing that little bag of delight, we are left with the puzzling question of what to do. The squeaks are still there (to my disgruntled annoyance one morning when I wondered whatever possessed some demented bird to make weird sounds at 3AM? Clue: It wasn't a bird.)
Lol, my sis was grossed out when I told her and told me not to let them fornicate without the consent of the King! Her words not mine.
Still thinking about what to do. Let the cats in? With the amount of cats sneaking in through the back, I must say that Terengganu cats, despite their plentiful abundance, are absolutely useless.