My cat runs a mile from rodents, lets me bash them with the shovel instead. I find that far more humane than putting poison down, as they seem to be able to remove the bait from my mousetraps without setting them off. If I was them I'd rather die quickly with a clatter over the head than die slowly feeling Moby Dick with chemicals doing allsorts inside me.
They left # twos all over the kitchen surfaces so something had to be done, in case any do-gooders have a soap box they want to stand on.



