d-CON Bait Station Corner Fit - 1 bait station + 4 refills

worked like magic, no more infestation

Just what I need to feed the mice and get rid of them

This works well in a house. I would not recommend for a garage or shed.Mice love eating it, you know if you have mice by the block size reduction. I have found you do need to secure food in the house to encourage them to eat from the traps in adequate volume so as to be lethal. The delay is enough that Mice never seem to learn.Each fall mice move in and in a month or so they are all gone.This has proven to be the best mice control measure in a home. No other trap or measure has worked.

Does not work. Do not buy. They'd rather eat the dried toothpaste (out of a poorly-secured Hefty bag) spackled in a wad of toilet paper you hastily wiped the floor with after a night of heavy drinking from the realization that you have rodents in your personal perimeter and they aren't taking to the d-CON traps you bought... You'll worry endlessly about your pets getting into it and consuming it when you're not looking and die from vitamin K deficiency... Only to months later realize it's not only unappealing to them... it's unappealing to the target animal.This product may work on some fresh-off-the-boat and nieve mouse from the home country (ala Fievel)... but it's no match for a serious foe as aware of his surroundings like a Jerry, his cousin from Mexico...Paco?... too tired to look that up... a mouse like Mighty Mouse is right out. Those theme park mice may mistake this for Walt's money and get their pockets a bit messy, but even then... It's probably old age, chaffe-born staff infection from mice being forced to wear clothes, or heart disease from the food at Epcot if they pass away within hundred feet of it. Unfortunately for me, the mice I'm dealing with have lived on the mean streets of metrowest their whole life... They've dealt with ferrel animals trying to eat them daily, they've dealt with nearly being run over by cars, teen pregnancy, gang initiations, and some have seen their family picked off by hawks and swallowed hole by owls... That begs the question, what fool would they just run over and take a bite on something that doesn't look like anything they'd scavenge or something they've been eating their whole hard knock life. Hindsight is now 20/20 for me and I realized that I must become the mouse if I'm going to defeat the mouse (or mice in this case). I've not bought any mouse ears yet... yet.In the past couple months I've become an expert at *attempted* murder on trespassing rodent squatters... and from my own experience in modern suburbia... this product will not produce a first degree indictment in the Rodent Superior Court Of Middlesex County let alone a TV appearance for emotional distress and imaginary rodent hospital medical bills on either Judge Rodent Judy or Rodent Judge Judy... I'm still working which sounds better in the picture that I'm painting in my mind. In all reality though I am not just cracking jokes. You may be reading this thinking, must be a dude writing a review for fun... I'm not having fun. I'm still reeling from the idea that I need to poison the animal(s). I'm sure the death is confusing, painful, and slow and as a fellow mammal, I have some ideas what that may be like, but I wouldn't do that to my cat, what right do I have to do it to these mice? I digress, and I don't need a lecture on the damned reasons... I already know all of them and I'm a cold blooded rodent assassin now. An assassin with a PhD in pest physiology at this point. I could write a doctoral thesis on modern small mammal trapping of the last 300 years, the relocation statistics and distances needed to make rodents someone elses problem [but not yours anymore], exclusion methodology, and neutralization via rodenticide and electrical traps. I know the scientific properties and I have the MSDS sheets on most of the ingredients and all of the chemicals downloaded, I can list names of mouse trap patent owners(trivia fodder... don't judge me), I even rebought Mouse Trap the "Rube Goldberg Machine" inspired study in 20th century efficiency, I've studied the habitats and food sources all the way down to the mating habits of rodents that I'll never even put eyes on unless I move cross country or there is some lottery and the winning prize is receiving one in a delivery box. I'm talking day and night borderline obsessive investigation so I can defeat this sworn mortal enemy and 'hear the lamentation of the women' to quote Conan the Barbarian. My browser history probably makes me look like someone who has begun a tailspin into some weird fetish or suddenly now fits a profile in a three letter agencies database somewhere. I have reviewed everything, such as PDF product documentation, pest control websites, unmoderated forums, uncorroborated hearsay / old wives tales posted in comments on home improvement articles, I've consulted urban, sub-urban, rural, and even sub-rural legend, an Oracle, untold numbers of .edu sites on everything from biology to taxonomy to taxidermy. I've joined pay-walled sites that have research papers that seemed relevant, and of course the state and local regulations I've read about the subject is the icing on the cake. As far as I can tell, the only thing this product did was solidify my doubt of most products that use the word "guarantee" in any form on the front of their box. It sounds like the throws of desperation of empty promises during a bad breakup. The only thing this produced was more credit card debt and less faith in humanity. After buying and placing all these bait blocks and bait stations around my home, I determined something that equates to a commercially available blood pressure medicine in what looks like double-stacked pistachio green Starburst biscuits that tastes just like... (I didn't taste it, I might not die, but it's still hazardous and I'm not yet ready to learn the final existential mystery) whatever it tastes like... is not something they'd likely take their anthropomorphized potential future rodent girlfriends or boyfriends out to dine on behind my heating oil tank like someone at Jack In The Box circa 1993 did. It's been going on so long now without results that I'm starting to identify with the poor bastards... Now in my mind he's just trying to get by and his girl is playing mind games. I want to be like... "she will never be satisfied with that choice Mr. Mouse... you better check rodent yelp before taking her out for dinner or you may never hear the end of it." Of course I want him to take her there... but that's what I'm picturing is happening... and then poof.. reality sets back in and they're not eating your product or dying in your traps. I have placed them along UV checked areas where I know they're comfortable... I've put them in the mechanical closet against the wall... free from prying eyes... I've put them in the attic, the boiler room, the closet they were hanging out in and decided to cut themselves an egress into.Your product is just a hair shy of useless and carries a potential vitamin K deficiency for all unrelated mammals nearby. And don't even get me started on your traps... Those didn't work either. That review is coming as well.By the way, did I mention I'm dissatisfied? If it's not obvious by now, this must be your first day reading text.Thanks for the swindling CON, I mean d-CON.Sincerely,Frank | Amazon Customer in Massachusetts(inb4 robot comment asking me to call and waste more of my own time trying to explain how it didn't work to someone pretending they give a hoot... oooh... that's actually a good idea... maybe I'll take up falconry)

Keep mouse away from house very good material

this product has always worked in the past, but now the little buggers won't touch this batch.

Great for getting rid of the mice from the next door neighbor that never cleans her damn yard.

Whatever critter we had in our office actually ate through the packaging before we could put it out. Have not seen or heard from that critter since.