I'm putting up a good fight against them and they're starting to get desperate. They haven't been seen in the pantry in about two weeks.
However, when I rearranged the slipcover on the couch, I found some under the cusions, feasting. They could have lived for months, perhaps years, under there.
They sometimes are found in the childrens' bathroom, gorging themselves on the globs of recycled toothpaste on the counters.
But they haven't made an appearance at breakfast time in quite some time, and I'm starting to feel hopeful.