They left. I filed the paperwork. I told my wife: it's handled.
Eight months passed. I hadn't seen a mouse. No visible droppings in the kitchen. I felt like a man who had made a smart decision and solved a problem properly.
Then this week, hantavirus deaths hit every news channel.
I started reading. CDC guidelines. WHO reports. Harvard Medical. I was reading the way you read when something doesn't feel right but you can't name it yet.
That's when I found the section I wish I'd read eight months ago.
CDC — Hantavirus Cleaning Guidelines
"Before cleaning, ventilate the space by opening windows and doors for 30 minutes. Wear rubber gloves and a respirator mask. Do NOT vacuum or sweep this can aerosolize virus particles."
— Centers for Disease Control and Prevention, cdc.gov
I thought about the attic.
During the inspection, the technician had pointed to droppings up there. A lot of them. He said it was "consistent with a longer-term infestation." He photographed it for the report.
Then he noted, in section 8, paragraph 3 of that 47-page document I never fully read:
"Remediation of existing biological contamination is not included in this service agreement and is the responsibility of the homeowner."
I had never cleaned the attic.
The droppings were still there. Eight months of dried mouse feces in my attic directly above where my HVAC system pulls the air my family breathes every single day.
What I said out loud in my kitchen at 11 PM
"I paid $1,700 because I wanted my family to be safe. I have the receipt. I have the warranty. And now I'm reading that extermination doesn't clean up contamination, doesn't prevent re-entry permanently, and doesn't do anything about the droppings already there which I never cleaned, because nobody told me I was supposed to. I spent $1,700 to feel safe. I'm not sure I was."