Mousetraps by Roger Arquer
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Growing up, when there were signs of a mouse in the house, my mom would sit in the kitchen, after everyone went to bed, waiting with a brown paper bag and peanut butter. Once the little guy made an appearance, she'd run around and try to scoop him up into said bag. Call her crazy, but it usually worked. Perhaps it might have been a little easier if she had one of these… More Read More...