Mouse In The House

I seem to remember a kids story by this name.  Anyway the other evening the Nurse observed this blur rushing across the carpet in our living room.  After getting over the shock of the "EEK" I was able to determine we probably had a mouse in the house.  I'm guessing it got in during a cooking incident where we were trying to empty the house of smoke from the oven (another story).  The only trap we owned was a rat trap (total overkill, literally), but I set it anyway.  The little sucker didn't take the bait.  Off to the store for mouse traps.  Do you know a bunch of people believed in the old adage someone "will build a better mouse trap".  The selection is mind boggling.  I finally settled on the old fashioned kind,  but did buy some supper bait (supposed to better than cheese).  The bait worked, but the trap didn't (yet).  The little sucker emptied two of the traps.  Well they're re-baited and moved to a new location.  We are just waiting to hear the telltale snap.  I suppose if that fails we might consider borrowing a cat.

Looks like golf is possible today.

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