Not a single mouse caught on those delectable and thoughtfully prepared traps. Dang! (as Napoleon Dynamite would say). Hmmm. Maybe they've all gone? No other poopy/muncho evidence of their presence...
Maybe they've got caught in something in a cupboard, a dish or saucepan or something, and have expired without being able to extricate themselves?
Don't want to think about that.
Maybe they're breeding quietly and the house will be reinvaded by hordes?
aaaargh!
Maybe their only goal was to let me make myself ridiculous, buying and setting up traps, and their Work Is Done now so they've gorn? Not even staying to titter at me when a foot is indavertently caught in a trap, covering a shoe with golden syrup?
Bah, humbug!
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