At The End of My Metaphorical Rope
This is our third humane mousetrap. It has 5 stars on Amazon.com for heaven sakes! And still . . . no mouse. Ugh! |
Somewhere out there in Mouseville, there's an itty-bitty mouse laughing his garbanzo beans off . . .
because we are on our THIRD week of trying to humanely trap Fievel-the-Mouse and we have had ZERO SUCCESS.
I'm not kidding when I say that pretty soon we are going to have an entire mouse colony living in our cereal cupboard. (For those keeping score at home: We've been feeding Fievel-the-Mouse for over 10 days now.)
Without fail, he/she comes to the cereal cupboard each night.
And without fail, he walks right into our various "humane mousetraps," eats everything in the trap . . .
and then returns to his crib where he is interviewed on Mousestyles of the Rich and Famous.
HELP!
I fear this isn't going to end well for one of us.