'Mr. Pickles said:
When we first moved into this house two months ago, we had a mouse. Little ******* was roaming around in our cupboards at night pooping up a storm. Had to put away all of the silverware and other kitchen stuff until he was caught. Pissed me off because all I wanted to do was get stuff unpacked and organized and this little ******* was messing with my plans. I bought some poison in a trap looking thing, but it turned out it wasn't a trap. It would kill it slowly over time. The idea of a dead, rotting mouse under my cabinets wasn't appealing, so I ditched that. I went back to Lowe's and got a snap trap that looks like a little mouse hotel and some tacky strips that are actually more appropriate for spiders and other bugs. I set these out in the kitchen and waited overnight. My wife wakes me up while feeding our son a bottle around 3 a.m. "I think we got him. I can hear something."She looks petrified. I go in the kitchen and sure enough the glue strip has a tiny little mouse, maybe two inches long, stuck to it. It was struggling so much it's head was mashed into it. Basically, it wasn't going anywhere. I was surprised how small this guy was. No wonder he was able to navigate through the drawers. I picked up the glue strip with this little guy still writhing around, threw it in a garbage bag, and took him outside to the garage. After about five whacks, it was all over. Wife was horrified. "Did you just bash him against the ground? Eewww!" He was sort of cute, but after seeing all of the #### he left behind, it was personal. No more mice after that one. I think we actually brought him in with our stuff, some of which was in storage for a while. .