I live a bachelor lifestyle, so I have no food in here. Just alcohol. I hope the mouse figures that out and goes away. I should get some traps in case it doesn’t. I hate killing animals but there’s no practical alternative.
Get a snake to take care of the mice (there’s basically never just one). Once the snakes get out of hand, get a cat to handle the snake population. Then when the cats get out of hand, get a coyote to eat the cats. And when the coyotes start to take over, introduce mountain lions. If the mountain lion population spikes, well then you’re fucked.
If you get snaptraps, get the cheap wood ones because all those other ones are trash. The wood ones have a hell of a good spring on them and they’re dead RFN. And they’re more sensitive than any of the plastic ones I’ve used.
I live in the country, running a mouse trapline is a necessity. Once you’ve had the dirty little fuckers set up house where you don’t notice them for a few months, you will have precisely zero sympathy for their coexistence in your dwelling. I once had to clean a nest out of a breakerbox with several crisped corpses and every breaker covered in piss and shit.
There’s a reason we domesticated cats.