A: I have no idea.
I had one. I caught it on one of those sticky pads and tg “disposed” of it, cause I am too much of a wuss.
So, me and The Max had three mouse free days. I walked barefoot. We made fudge. It was like Christmas. Then, just about 15 minutes ago I heard the familiar sound of munching on the rodent poison that I have strategically placed throughout the home. I arose to see the fun. What I caught a glimpse of was a very small furry thing sticking its repulsive head out of the closet. This is the same closet that the previous mouse took residence in.
I really do have a great landlord. I called him one day and he had the exterminator out the next. He is not a bad slumlord by any means. But effin’ ay. I cannot live with mice. Maybe now the nice but inefficient landlord will let me get a cat.