Well, I finally heard the mouse last night. James had just finished reading and turned off his light when I heard some scratching/running noises in the wall of our bedroom. Yuck! It sounded small like a mouse. It ran one way and then back the other way. At first I thought my ears were hearing things and didn't say anything. Then I heard it go back and I rolled over and asked James if he had heard it. Yep, he did. Sheesh.
We did set up a trap last night. James put a bit of peanut butter on the trap and set it in the furnace room. I checked this morning and everything was where we left it. I guess he was too busy roaming the upstairs that he didn't head back down there for a snack. Maybe tonight....
I can't say that I'm afraid of it, afterall, I'm quite a bit larger than it is, but I still don't want to encounter it. Everytime I open the pantry I expect to see little beady eyes peering back at me.
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I don't remember mice at Herman, but I do remember a couple of deer caught in headlights in a particular prep room! :)
Didn't those deer get gassed to death?
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