If you give a mouse a cookie...

....It will just run away and you won't catch it and it will come back the next time and eat all of your food and make you sad.

So here at the Nottinghill House we are playing the life size version of MouseTrap. We tried the little swively bucket coming down a stick and catching our mice but it didn't work...

About a week ago I was awakened at 4 AM by a scream that sounded much like an infant's scream, but, unless one of my roommates decided to adopt overnight, it was not a human. Long story short, it was a mouse caught in a snap trap and as we were trying to catch the mouse (we meaning everyone but me.... I was cheerleading from a distant place) it got away, sending me screaming and running into my bed. This has been an excellent reminder of my femininity. Also, every morning when we wake up there is mouse poop scattered throughout our kitchen, which is GROSS. And I already mentioned they've been eating our food. I've had to throw away several bags of food because the mice got into it. Stupids.

So the mice have not been taking to snap traps, glue traps, or poison boxes, and I decided it was high time somebody did something about it. So last night I set up exhibit A and B. Same exhibit actually.

Exhibit A. Paper towel roll with peanut butter and chocolate chip on the end. Stabilized by various cleaners/spices on both sides.

Exhibit B. Bucket filled with water. Oooooh.

So the plan was for the mouse to fall into the bucket because it was going to have to come off the counter to get the peanut butter/chocolate chip.....

And this is what we found a mere 30 minutes ago....

Exhibit C. Does anything look different about this picture???

Exhibit D. This exhibit is not for the faint at heart. Do you see a mouse in there?????

Don't freak out, people, there is no mouse in there. There is a paper towel holder that has exploded at the bottom where that STUPID mouse squeezed out once it was in the water so it could climb up the paper towel roll and out of the bucket. In case you didn't know, I live in Boston, and I'm pretty sure our mice go to Harvard. Wait no, I'm gonna go with MIT-- they seem like the engineering type. If you think I am depressed I am not. I ran around for like 5 minutes this morning screaming victory because the paper towel roll ended up in the water!!! This is a good sign. Tonight we plan on using the same offensive strategy, just cutting the paper towel roll a little shorter.

So, friends, the bottom line is...... don't do drugs. The end.

P.S. Big Big Big shout out to my cousin Casey who showed me the ways of mouse trapping.