In the house I grew up in, the sewer backed up into the basement and we had to rip out walls. One of the walls we busted into was full of nests of dead mice. Like, there were five or six nests with adult and baby mice, all dead... most likely from poison (I grew up using and still use D-CON). It was pretty gross. They were all mummified, though.
In the first apartment my husband and I lived in we got mice (when the weather got cold, of course) and put down poison. When we were packing up to move we moved some large pieces of furniture and found several mummified mouse corpses under them. While moving one piece of ungainly furniture I actually stepped on a fairly fresh dead mouse, stumbled, and fell. It was gross. (the mouse remained intact, thank god)
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In the house I grew up in, the sewer backed up into the basement and we had to rip out walls. One of the walls we busted into was full of nests of dead mice. Like, there were five or six nests with adult and baby mice, all dead... most likely from poison (I grew up using and still use D-CON). It was pretty gross. They were all mummified, though.
In the first apartment my husband and I lived in we got mice (when the weather got cold, of course) and put down poison. When we were packing up to move we moved some large pieces of furniture and found several mummified mouse corpses under them. While moving one piece of ungainly furniture I actually stepped on a fairly fresh dead mouse, stumbled, and fell. It was gross. (the mouse remained intact, thank god)