Really, Gabe?

That's intense. AT WORK? Add Insult to Injury. Or rather, Potential Disease to Boredom.

I am a pro at mouse removal, probably from my year living on a farm in northwest France. I pick them up like poops, with my hand in a plastic bag. But once, when I was out of the house, what did my roommate
do? She trapped the mouse in a cup and THREW HIM OUT OUR THIRD STORY WINDOW.

Nice.

Another option that I would recommend avoiding is the glue trap. I set one of those right outside my door, and woke up to what sounded like a gorilla playing hopscotch in roller skates. The mouse-- who, by the way, was SOOOO cute--

had all four legs DEEPLY submerged in this intense glue, and was hopping, like a dog stapled to a boogie board, accross the room.

I'm not really into animal cruelty.

I guess that's what I'm getting at.

love
Jules