One crawled up in to the front of my Porsche on to the power steering belt. When I started the car it "lubricated" the belt quite well.
One crawled up in to the front of my Porsche on to the power steering belt. When I started the car it "lubricated" the belt quite well.
There was a story in the latest issue of Hot Rod about a guy running an early Mustang at Pikes Peak; he was having overheating issues, and they discovered there was a dead mouse inside the radiator.
On a related note, whenever I see a big turbo with no intake filter or ducting, I always picture the ass end of a bird sticking out of it...
mad_machine wrote:mistanfo wrote: Brings new meaning to squeaking belts.that is one cheesy joke
rats off to ya!
spitfirebill wrote: One more reason for a cat to climb into the engine compartment.
Maybe that's why the cat crawled into mine. I came home for lunch one day and as I was leaving the engine started thrashing about. You've never lived until you have to remove cat pieces from under the hood while wearing a suit and with no gloves.
I had an Accord that started reeking like hickory smoke. Found some nuts on the exhaust manifold. They came back the every day even after I cleaned them out. Then one day it started smelling like hamburger and the nuts quit reappearing after that.
I also had a hickory nut infestation in my Nissan pickup. I set traps in the engine bay and went out to check them. No dice...but I thought I heard something grinding. I kept listening and it sounded like it was coming from inside the engine. Then it dawned on me...undid the wing nuts on the air cleaner and it was a mouse orgy in there. There were like 5 mice living in the air cleaner of my DD.
I hate those little suckers. Here's a recipe for a better mouse trap: Fill a 5 gal bucket with about 2 gal of water. Drill two holes near the lip of the bucket, across from one another. Drill a hole in the bottom of a beer can and run a piece of bar stock through the can, so it can spin on the bar stock and the can is suspended in the middle of the bucket, supported by the two holes. Smear some peanut butter on the can. Mice jump onto the can, can log-rolls mice into the moat.
It was like he got stuck some how and was ground to a past over the whole belt. Time to hook a hose to the hot water in the laundry room and wash things out.
When I was a kid, my parents had a Fiat Stada- it had been brought back from Germany after my Dad's first tour there in the Army. My Mom drove it to work a town away from where we lived in mid-Missouri in the mid-to-late 80's. One winter evening, my Mom was late and we eventually got a call from her from a gas station that the car had stalled out on the offramp from the highway and wouldn't restart. So my Dad and I went out in the other car, and my Mom and I sat in the nice warm running car while my Dad tried to sort out the Strada.
Eventually he came back grumbling considerably, but stated that he had gotten it figured out and the Strada was running. When pressed for details on exactly what had happened, he rather annoyedly told us that the air cleaner and carb had been packed full of dog food.. Apparently a mouse/rat had decided that the air cleaner was a nice, warm place to store food and had stuffed it full of dog food from the bag of it stored in the garage with the cars. My Mom and I had a good laugh about it, but my Dad was less than amused- and promptly put some mesh screen over the intakes of both cars to keep out the rodents...
I liked the story of the person who called up Car Talk about their wandering Porsche 944. It would move uphill on its own or something similar. Turned out mice were shorting the starter wires while the car sat in gear bumping the starter.
stuart in mn wrote: There was a story in the latest issue of Hot Rod about a guy running an early Mustang at Pikes Peak; he was having overheating issues, and they discovered there was a dead mouse inside the radiator.
Heh, I was resurrecting the family 1-ton that had been sitting in the back 40 for a couple of years and noticed "something" in the coolant reservoir. Thinking it was a moth that was floating at the surface, I popped the cover off and fished it out. It turned out it was a jellied field mouse that slipped and fell in. I was so freaked out I ahem vocalized something and jumped back. I never expected that stupid mouse!
You dont need to bate the trap for mice. Antifreez is sweet to the tast. I leave a pan of it up in one of the shevs in the shed every now and then and after a week I get what ever is in the area. The reason I keep it off the floor is because I am afrade that if a do got loose and in to my shed it would be a bad thing.
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