When we moved in we dedicated an entire drawer to snacks for the kiddos..
This is what it looks like now:
Yeah! We have a mouse in the house and its name is not Mickey… Obviously the prior tenants didnt take the mouse with them when they took all their other crap. But at least the mouse has good taste.. He only ate the yummy stuff (pop-tart minis, chocolate bars, and moon pie)
And since we took away his stash he ate the poison.
Hopefully this will kill him because I dont want to use the other traps. They are torturous.
Die, Mousy Die!! (or at least get out of my house)