Mice

All last week Austin swore he saw something going back and forth in front of our door to the back of the house. Friday, I finally found one of the mouse traps we got for the other place (which was useless because we had rats not mice), and set it. I didn't think about it again until I heard a snap and a jingle of metal the next day. I looked at the wall because I thought one of my stained glass pieces fell off the hook. When I saw both of them still in place, I remembered the trap. I am glad it was in a dark corner, because I would have seen more of the death shakes than I already did. All I have to say is that mouse was brave to begin with, he paraded around when we were in the front room watching t.v. Yea! no more mouse, well Austin thought it would be a good idea to put it out again and so we did. Sunday morning, there was another one. So that makes two. Please no more. I have had rats and now mice. No more vermin.