Throughout my life there have been many instances where I have had to deal with mice. From early childhood, where we would have a number of mice in our apartment to my present day house and our quest for the elusive 7th mouse. I’ve always been fascinated by them. As a child it was in my parents domain to deal with them. Back in the 50’s if there were such things as Havahart traps, we knew nothing of them. Besides even if we did catch live mice, where would we send them, to another floor in our building? The simplest solution to deal with mice was the snap trap. Put a piece of salami in the trap, set it, wait for the snap and then remove the entire contraption to the incinerator down the hall. My father did all of the dastardly deeds. My only job was to locate the entrance or exit where these rodents had access to our apartment. Personally I didn’t mind the mice, when I knew they were there, it was the sudden appearance of them that usually shook me up.
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