Two weeks ago my son came home from college to have lunch with me and his Mom. He’s running late and sends a text, “trying to catch a mouse.” One of the guys he shares an apartment with saw a mouse and wanted help catching it. They failed to catch it. My son was rather adamant they wanted the mouse gone. After lunch we head to Wal-Mart to pick up some stuff so we look at mouse traps. I like the old spring-loaded style that tends to go off in your hand. He picked out a model that was easy to set and non-threatening to his fingers. I tell him to bait it with some peanut butter. Characters involved with this are my-boy, farm-boy, guitar-boy and a student from Saudi Arabia. The guy from Saudi was involved in the original search but not involved any further. Farm-boy grew up on a dairy farm. So, my son goes back to school after our Wal-Mart trip and sets two traps baited with peanut butter, one in the laundry room and one in the kitchen. An hour later farm-boy decides the traps aren’t strong enough to kill a mouse. He takes the traps up, cleans off the peanut butter, and leaves the unset traps on the counter in the kitchen. Later in the evening guitar-boy is playing around with the traps and leaves one ‘set’ on the kitchen counter. Everyone goes to bed. When they get up in the morning the trap has caught/killed a mouse. Over the next couple days they get two more. The apartment they live in is brand new. An exterminator was sent out to investigate. He found a large hole in the wall where the washing machine plumbing comes through the wall. This has been fixed. No mice have been seen for several days now. Just thought I would share. Only 316 words. WTF?