Like Rabbits...

They just keep coming. Caught another mouse the other night, not nearly as pretty as Jax...Jax had a nice brown coat, and he was photogenic. This mouse was just a lame grey and not smart enough to smell the scent of dead mice on the trap before sticking his head in it.

i thought that had to be the last mouse. But i was wrong, heard another one the day after crawling around. Not in the ceiling though, like around the room here. Couldn't really tell where it was coming from, but then he made a mistake...found something to nibble on behind the massive wooden cabinet. Pinpointed his location with my super hearing. Shined a flash light behind the wooden structure buy didn't see him.

i then cleared out the random picture frames and briefcases on each side, and blocked the openings in front of the cabinet with some books lying near by. Grabbed some traps that had been in the ceiling and placed one on either side of the cabinet. Now for the waiting game, he can't resist the fake plastic cheese forever!

Nothing caught the next day...but two days later i got the sucker. Though he was awkwardly killed in the trap...like he went around the trap...then decided to scope it out...and BLAM! Vertebrae crushed by the bar and spring. He was really small too, i thought he might have been the original Jax...but he's probably still running around living the life that all mice dream of.

So we're at 12 mice now...just a big clan of them. If they keep coming we'll probably have to break out some rat poison...or some kind of state of the art robot cat with wheels, laser beams, navigation system, video feed, night vision, and a parachute...

Here is the small one...sucka!