I don't necessarily think glue traps are all that cruel. It just sucks when you realize after setting them up how many insect/pests come across them.
Well I've seen the glue trap work on a mouse.
(Quick re-cap, first mouse dead in a trap, no sign of snake.)
The next night while my g/f and I were strategizing in the office, the dastardly 2nd mouse attempted to infiltrate our meeting. The mouse was doing well, it had had penetrated security and managed to avoid both cheese and peanut butter traps in the kitchen to gain successful entry to the office where it hid under the computer (I have the tower raised for circulation). I was looking at my laptop, my partner had just turned around from the desk when, for reasons unknown, the mouse ran over her foot.
She yelled 'Snake!' and I set an un-modded M@g3D in motion towards her feet, but all we saw was a little tuft of fur running for cover. She quickly changed her I.D. to mouse and we tried to herd it out the sliding door but it ducked into the office closet instead. Stupid mouse.
This is the best, my partner said 'put the trap in there to kill it."
How to explain to an excited woman that the traps are not offensive weapons, that traps need calm settings when the mouse is forraging, that there was no way this little suicide mouse was going to interupt her escape and evasion to stick her little neck out for a tasty treat.
We tried to catch the mouse with buckets and bins, but we did not.
We kept her pinned behind a book shelf, and brought out the sticky trap. And, to appease my partner, I brought the mouse trap out too. Bait trap was placed next to book shelf, glue trap between wall and back of computer desk along the mouses only exit route. And then my partner and I stood silent, waiting, waiting for the mouse to decide we'd left and that it was safe to emerge. A few short minutes and the mouse poked her nose out again, and crawled out from the bookshelf. As I suggested, the mouse didn't go for the bait, but very suprisingly, the mouse
walked up the mousetrap, onto and along the kill bar, now she did not touch the bait or the trigger, but it was totally surreal to watch this mouse climb onto the trap and walk up along the kill bar, climbing down the far side of the trap and walk away. She climbed up the baseboard and avoided the glue trap. (I'm not sure what happened next, I shone a light or my partner moving in with a bucket, but the mouse changed direction and went back towards her hiding spot). Fleeing us, the mouse ran right onto the glue trap and got stuck.
Now I know the night before we'd put out the dead mouse, but with this live one I just couldn't do it. We talked about options for a while (killing the mouse, freezing the mouse, ignoring the mouse and leaving her for bait), and I eventually decided I'd release the mouse in a park.
To release the glue traps you add an oil...I had a bottle of olive oil that was a year old and I'd already replaced it with something fresher, so I sent this little mouse to the bottom of a bucket by pouring oil on the glue trap. I carried the mouse a few blocks to a big park and when I openned the lid, the little mouse (completely drenched in extra virgin olive oil) wasn't preening or cleaning her coat, but lapping up the oil from the sides of the bucket. I imagined her little bile gland working over-time trying to cope with all that oil, seemed happy though, anyways I dropped her in the park and walked home.
Since those two days, no mouse sightings. No mouse droppings, and I check the old places and pretty much everywhere I can think of to point a flash-light, no mouse droppings.
I don't necessarily think glue traps are all that cruel. It just sucks when you realize after setting them up how many insect/pests come across them.
The new glue traps are sitting bare...no caught insects, mice, or snakes. See this was an aberation: my house is clean, the kitchen tidy, most dry food stored in pest proof containers. I do a lot of camping and know hygenic houskeeping is essential.
The mice traps are waiting patiently. I change out the bait on them every week (still old cheddar and organic crunchy peanut butter) and no takers.
No snake, no snake droppings, no sign of anything snake like. I still have the living room furniture moved out from the walls so I can check the perimiter.
At what point has this ceased to be a snake hunt and just reverted to normal flashaholism, with me rotating through different hotwires and custom multi-emitter leds; 'looking for snakes' ...or playing with fancy lights.
It's been fun, I totally wish I had a caught a snake, but now I've spent so much time looking i've grown confident its not here to be found. Well earned peace of mind or complacency?