i still feel bad about that mouse we offed last weekend. i haven't felt this bad since i killed one ten years ago with poison bait and a glue trap after it massively crapped up all the kitchen cupboards. i have to admit the spring trap beats the glue trap, because when i threw the last one out all mired in the glue it was still alive and weakly struggling to get away. ewww. this one was definitely ded and when i saw its ded wittle wegs sticking out from under the overturned trap, i didn't want to get any closer. so ted took care of throwing the body out, and he told me it was a "very clean little mouse" with a nice well-groomed coat and it was a female. and all i could think was this little mouse lady getting all cleaned up to go forage for food and OH SNAP! i know i had to get rid of her before she had little mouseketeers under my floorboards but still...and it was something else to have such a bold mouse who'd come out with all the lights on. maybe she'd been living with us for a while and just popping out in different parts of thee house. maybe in addition to leaving the poops in the kitchen she's also the one who left them in my bed and on the clothes hanging in my closet and on the table and on the couch and a few other places. but still... why don't they have hav-a-heart traps for mice? i could have taken her up the street to the woods and let her go. but given that it's been 30 degrees out and there's hungry cats and hawks around, maybe it was better this way. she died all happy with a mouthful of peanut butter. damn. i need to get a new cuddly hamster or something.