We live in a small community with horse privileges. That means lots of hay barns and tack rooms. The mice love it. Every summer when the neighborhood starts irrigating, the mice start running for cover. We have seen them in the garage occasionally but luckily for us we have never had them in the house, until now. We came home on Sunday to find one little field mouse scurrying across the floor. Dane tried very hard to catch the little guy but was unable to out wit the mouse. Frustrated, he headed right to the store to pick up some mouse traps. He returned home with enough traps you would have thought we had a heard of mice or something. He carefully set each trap and strategically placed them around the house. Our house was literally booby trapped with mouse traps. We had put the kids to bed and settled down for a movie when we heard a snap from the back bedroom. Sure enough the traps worked and dad got his mouse. I have not seen Dane so excited in a long time, he had to go wake up the boys to show off his catch. After the disposal I made him take all the traps down and luckily we have not seen any more mice in our sanctuary.