Mouse hunting is a terrible business. Just awful. So as I put out some sticky traps, on which I placed peanut butter, under my stove I wondered if this time it would work. I found more mouse droppings around my bed (are you kidding me!!!!) and that was it. No more being nice. So as I proceeded to move everthing from my bedroom and hand wash the floor, I caught one. He got greedy and went after more peanut butter. As I sat there and looked at him, with his face stuck to the glue, I thought, wouldn't it be good if when I got too greedy or ate too much, my face got stuck to the plate......


Anyhow, so then I had to deal with getting rid of him. He was so cute and tiny, and I felt bad. But I decided to do the most humane thing possible. I put some fingernail polish on a Kleenex and put that in a plastic bag and then in went the mouse and the trap. I took it out and placed it in the garbage can. Half an hour later, I repeated the whole process.

That meant I was out of traps and had to go to Wal-mart to get more. So I bought two rat-sized traps and a pack of four mouse-sized traps, just in case. I loaded them all with peanut butter and placed all six under my stove.

I've decided I'm really ready for my home to be my own! All evening passed and there was nothing. I went in my room to watch a movie and ended up not even finishing it. Not more than two seconds after I shut off the light I heard a soft "thump" followed by a "squeak, squeak." Seriously.

So I ventured out to see what we had. It was very small. No longer than my little finger, if that. He was the cutest of them all and I felt so bad. I also realized that at 11 p.m. I wasn't venturing out to the garbage can. So I had to put him in the bag and leave him outside my door. Nasty business.

Yesterday, in my infinite wisdom, I had a thought. If they were coming from under the stove, why don't you move the stove and see where they are coming from. Aha! The light bulb goes on! So I did and I found two cracks that went under the cabinets, but had no other outlet, and a crack at the edge of the flooring where the water pipes run. So I motored off to Home Depot and bought a whole bunch of steel wool and spent the evening last night filling holes. I woke this morning feeling so refreshed by seeing no mice on any traps. I have overcome....at least for now.