How I Placed Them And What Happened Next
I followed the instructions carefully. One pouch every 8 to 10 feet along known entry points and problem areas:
- Two behind the refrigerator and stove
- Two in the basement utility room
- One under each bathroom sink
- One in each closet
- Two in the attic access
- Two in the garage
The scent when I opened the first pouch was herbal, clean. Actually pleasant — like a garden shop.
Our dog sniffed one curiously and wandered off.
Day 1. We found two droppings in the kitchen. Usually there were fifteen or twenty by morning.
Day 2. One dropping. In a corner on the far side of the house from any pouch.
Day 3. Nothing.
I checked every surface twice. I wasn't missing them.
There was nothing.
But the moment I remember most happened on Day 4.
It was around 11 PM. David and I were sitting at the kitchen table not talking, just existing in the same room the way we'd been doing for weeks, two people sharing a house like polite strangers.
And then he said:
"It's quiet."
I looked up.
"The walls," he said. "I can't hear anything."
We both sat still for a moment, listening.
He was right.
No scratching. No scurrying. No distant squeaking.
Just the hum of the refrigerator. The furnace cycling. Normal house sounds.
He looked at me for the first time in weeks with something other than exhaustion and frustration.
"What did you do?" he asked.
"I found something," I said. "I'm sorry it took me so long."
He nodded.
A long pause.
"Okay," he said quietly.
That was all. Just okay.
But I'd been married to him for 14 years and I knew what that okay meant.
Day 7. Zero droppings. Four days in a row.
Day 10. David moved back into the bedroom.
He didn't make a big deal of it. He just came to bed.
I lay there in the dark next to him and listened to the silence in the walls, and felt something I hadn't felt since October.
Relief. Real, physical relief the kind that makes your whole body exhale at once.
"Thank you for fixing it," he said in the dark.
"I should have done it months ago," I said.
"Yeah." A pause. "But you did it."