The hunt is over...

There once was a mouse who lived in my house.

He took a chance and ate without a second glance.

The Hunt

I have a mouse. Which I saw run across my kitchen counter from my stove to my fridge (on the counter ledge in back), while I was vacuuming. Crazy. You would think they would not like the sound of the vacuum. So, I was looking for droppings and did not find any in the drawers or counter, but found some in... that's right, the toaster. Gross. Now I know why people use toaster covers. Yuck. I cleaned it out and heated it up a few times, but I am not sure if I will be able to use the toaster again. Might have to buy a new one. Icky.

So, then I set two traps and while I was watching my movie one went off. I was waiting until my movie was done to check the trap, but about 5 minutes later the other one went off. I thought perhaps I had two mice, but no, the little bugger set off both traps and did not get caught. He did not get the cheese either, but he did not get caught in the traps. Smart mouse. I am going to use peanut butter in them tonight to see if I can get him. Little stinker. I am now on the hunt.