got home last night, and as usual checked the traps.
electronic one, empty.  snap one... moved.  i find it, and its empty.  the little bugger ate the bait and physically moved the trap without setting it off.  at least it was bait mixed with mouse poison, though.
sigh.
just have to keep saying to myself, i'm moving in two weeks, i'm moving in two weeks, i'm moving in two weeks....  (a few miles down the road, not a major change, but i asked and they only had one mouse like 5 years ago, and with all the younguns running about, tis not a spic and span place)

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