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I know what's happened - I brought a couple of boxes of decorations in from the garage for the YFG to sort through, and discard the ones we didn't want to keep. They have sat on the kitchen floor since Tuesday night, and I am pretty sure that the wee beastie came in with one of the boxes.
The FH taught me this year to set a mouse trap, as I had always been scared of getting my fingers caught! I managed to learn how to balance the levers finely so that the trap will spring when the mouse touches the bait. So I loaded four traps up and placed them around the kitchen....baited with Haribo "milk bottle" sweeties! I had to disinfect the counter too of course.
All morning I sat in the dining room/office, next to the kitchen, working away on the phone, half expecting to hear the snap of the trap. Not a peep!
I went out in the afternoon and then took the YFG and we went to gymnastics. When we arrived home just before 8pm last night - there was a body.....and then I decided that I wasn't so keen on all this murdering after all as I had to dispose of the corpse. Out came the rubber gloves. Urgh!