Another one bites the dust.
So, it's not a mouse, but mice. I left the second trap baited just in case. Case: It caught a medium sized one, stiff as a board by the time I arrived home. It must have been waiting for me to go to work this morning to go after the tasty, tasty Aero bits.
This time the trap flipped over, so I didn't have to see the creature's beady little eyes. I scooped it up in between two sections of the newspaper (Is this what I work so hard on every day?), tossed it in an S.A.Q. bag and brought it down to the trash cans.
So this is how it's going to be, huh? Well, there's two new traps set and most of an Aero bar in the fridge ready to bait more. I didn't eat the rest this time.
Game on, mice!