Rue Plumet

The mouse, that is. I checked the traps after I got home from work this evening and the mouse had been caught by one of the snap traps. I had placed the “live catch” trap first in line according to where we’ve seen him running along the wall, but unfortunately for him, he passed it up and checked out one of the new snap traps I purchased over the weekend. They are apparently quite a bit more sensitive than the traps I was using before. Well, that or the mouse got heavier from all of the peanut butter he kept eating off the old traps.

I was a little bit sad because I was really hoping to get him in a “live catch” trap. I don’t like the fact that he had to die, but I can’t have a mouse running around, especially with Charis. She’ll be mobile in a month or two and I don’t want to have to worry about mice or other critters.

So, the mouse is gone, but at least now I have one more thing to add to my “stuff a homeowner has to do that you don’t think about before you buy a house” list. I think I’m going to leave the other traps up for a day or two, just to be sure there aren’t any other furry friends hanging around, but hopefully this adventure has come to an end.