We have mice! Jack caught one on Sunday and we had the bug guy who it turns out is also our rodent guy come out to put out traps. I choose glue traps vs the poison because I do not trust anything to poison only one animal in the food chain.
Let me wander off into a bit of a side story here. I grew up on a farm. I was surrounded by animals. I watched them mate, get pregnant, give birth, live and die. To say I have first hand experience with the circle of life is an understatement. (Don't ask me how chickens do it I am still confused by that one, it can only be described as a huge fight.)
Today I left for work with a funny noise in my new car. When I pulled over and opened the hood I found bird seed all over the engine and a half made nest. I don't know if the noise was the bird seed rattling or the mice abandoning the car. That put me in a mood today, all day I was despising the mice. How dare they do that to my car!
When I came home today I had three little bodies in the traps. Two of them still struggling. My righteous indignation pored out of me. Finally when I was sobbing in our laundry room I knew I could not let them go any longer. It is much easier to be the cause of a death than to do the deed yourself.
I came inside and scared the dickens out of my husband. Poor guy did a kitty health check because he did not know what had set me off.
Even though I describe myself as a tough farm girl things can still surprise you. Now maybe I need to start watching chick flicks at least one a month to get rid of some of my pent up emotion.