The crop ripens |
A demolished cob |
Our first defensive strategy was to leave our brave dog Bluey out all night to do his duty and repel attacks. He did a good job for about half the night, but gave up at about 3am and came and slept by our bedroom window.
Of course the rodent incursions continued and we lost a few more cobs. If he’d been successful in his mission we were going to promote him to General Bluey, but his lacklustre performance will keep him at the rank of private for quite a while yet.
Private Bluey |
Our next strategy was to go on the attack. We pulled
out our dusty collection of traps, including Big Bertha.
This latter gizmo is
an electronic rat trap called a Ratzapper. It is powered by 4 D cell batteries
and when a rodent enters, it delivers an electric shock that quickly and
humanely kills the offender. We set up our traps every night for a week and
caught enough rodents to save about half of our first crop. Unfortunately, this
was not quite enough corn to hold our traditional annual family corn party.
Two weeks later, our second crop was ripening up
when we noticed that nibbles were again appearing in the best cobs. As these
were smaller we guessed that the mice army was having a go this time. We
brought Big Bertha out again to do her thing and each night for the next week we
caught offending rodents.
Big Bertha |
In the early days we did try relocation, by trapping mice in a home-made rat trap (non lethal) and then walking right up the back of our place (500m) and letting them go. We have stopped doing this because:-
· Trapping
rodents, and shifting them is traumatic for them
· Our
home made trap was too small for rats
· Relocation
is possibly inhumane in that they may not be able to find enough food in their
new location and could starve to death
· When
they do find food, it possibly reduces food availability to animals already
resident in that area
· Relocation
may be just passing the problem on to someone else
· Unless
they are relocated some distance away they can make their way back and the
problem continues
The battle of Tenderbreak Corn Field was hard fought and there were quite a few casualties. However we managed to save about three quarters of our crop and were able to hold a smaller version of our annual family “corn” party. Our feast included corn on the cob, corn patties, pop corn and fried rice with corn.
One of our delicious meals with corn. |
ADDENDUM BY HEATHER
My heart bleeds for our rodent population and I only wish we could live harmoniously together at all times. Why wouldn’t you salivate at the glimpse of ripe, succulent corn if you were a rat or mouse. BUT, I love my corn too, and ever so sadly turn my head away as Andrew does the dirty deed.
My mum once gave me a beautiful piece of pottery ......a dear little mouse sitting beside a mouse trap with a look of total horror on its face.