The mice saga continues.

We got some traps in a neighboring town after a really fine barbecue
dinner with friends (ribs, hot sausage, and brisket -- dinner not the
friends). Then it was back home to kill some of the mouse hoard.

I baited the traps with some crumbly Mexican queso at first, but the
little *******s were able to steal the bait. Then late at night I
switched to small strips of cabbage. It did the trick. After
rebaiting one trap and setting it in the pantry (only clobbered my
thumb once in the process), I turned to another mouse whacker and more
cabbage only to hear a WHACK! in the pantry.

One down.

D found another this morning in the pantry. Same trap. Next to the
wine bottles. No idea what that signifies.

Tonight I've switched bait again because I fried up the last of the
most recent batch of homemade bacon. Bacon rind is tough enough that
they'll either have to leave it or die. And homemade bacon is to die
for.

Along with bacon, we had a fritata of sorts with some of the
afore-mentioned queso and some leftover mustard greens. Also some
sliced tomatoes.
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modom
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