After several nighttime kitchen encounters with increasingly brazen mice, I have dusted off the Snap-A-Neck brand mouse traps. Last night, I put out a single trap in my prime killing spot, the end of the dark alley formed by the back of the microwave. It’s like a high-speed Ho Chi Minh Path for rodents, giving them a straight shot from the counter to the fridge under the cover of darkness, and they can’t resist taking that tunnel on their nighttime food runs.
Well, last night, the Highway of Death re-opened.
This is the tally as of this morning:
One trap, one spot, three mice in just a little under an hour.
Tonight, I’ll set up a few more rodent claymores in the same spot, spaced far enough apart for some chain kills. Maybe I can get a whole squad this time.
Begun, these Mouse Wars have. (Again.)