There was a vicious murder in our house last night. As we were falling to sleep we heard the sweet sound of “SNAP!” and Buddy went running. I of course was frozen in bed with my heart beating a thousand miles an hour.
There was a lot of desperate squeaking and then Buddy finished the mouse off by dunking him in water till, gulp, he couldn’t breathe. Now that I’m feeling a little sorry for it, let me tell you about part two.
Part two includes cleaning up all the little droppings that mice (like humans) like to do in private and for them that means in every nook and cranny of our house.
Off to clean our mouse free house! Yippee!