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"Wee, sleekit, cow'rin', tim'rous beastie." Yep. We have mice. At least two of them, unless it's just one who's learned the trick of being in two places at once. So this weekend I get to put out have-a-heart traps, and figure out where I can release the things where (a) they won't just come back inside, and (b) they won't freeze to death in the first 24 hours. I also get to sterilize my pantry, and buy more airtight plastic or ceramic containers for putting food in, since I'd rather not leave anything but the traps out to attract more mice.
*sigh* Oh well... at least this is a relatively simple problem. And since the folks on each side of me have cats, I'll probably manage to catch most of them. I'd just hoped not to have to deal with this for a while...
(I would also like to note that the LJ spell-checker doesn't understand Burnsian.)