Last night, as I was watching an old episode of Frasier, I saw a little black bowl run across the family room. It looked like we have a new tenant. Another one who won't pay rent, that is. A few years in a row, we had bats. This time, a mouse decided to come and visit. I remembered I owned a trap, so I set it up with three nice pieces of cheese. This morning, the cheese was gone, and the little booger, giggling somewhere in the room. For animal lovers out there, I want to say that this is a perfectly humane Havahart trap. You catch the little booger and then let it loose in the woods somewhere. Obviously the humane trap was far too humane, as it decided not to arrest the mouse.
I may need advice from humane mouth trappers somewhere.
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