Good news: I caught a mouse in one of my fancy-schmancy new traps.
Bad news: the mouse was caught by the hind leg and very much alive.
Good news: but the trap held it!
Bad news: but now I was going to have to kill it.
Good news: I'm not bloodthirsty but I'm not horribly squeamish when it comes to mice. I could do this.
Bad news: the mouse would not cooperate.
Good news: mice can't move that fast when they're dragging a trap along behind them.
Bad news: they move faster than I thought.
Good news: I was able to grab the trap before mouse and trap disappeared into a laundry pile (yuck, yuck, yuck).
Bad news: the little SOB tried to bite me.
Good news: I have EXCELLENT reflexes when being attacked by a killer mouse.
Bad news: I have HORRIBLE aim when stomping on a killer mouse.
Good news: I didn't break the trap.
Bad news: I didn't break the mouse, either.
Good news: I got a second chance (the mouse apparently couldn't believe a human could be so clumsy.)
Bad news: I was even clumsier the second time. I stomped the trap instead of the mouse. The trap opened. The mouse bolted.
Crap. Now there's an angry 3-legged mouse running around our basement.
No wonder Phoenix doesn't want to go down there.