Lightsabers and Lollipops

Dinglenoose continues his crusade.

my wifey and i are befuddled by the tenacity and sheer evil mindedness of the mice that frequently visit our house uninvited.
as a display of our inhospitable nature towards furry critters that like to devalue and defile our domicile, we set out traps and even bought a device that emits a super high pitched sound that drive mice mad inside their minds.
well.
apparently, they get used to the sounds from the machine. kinda like i tune out rap music when i DJ parties and weddings.
and the traps? hmm. we set new ones last night. we baited them with peanut butter cuz mice oh so love that creamy sandwich spread.
BUT!
Dinglenoose and his followers showed me just what they think of the spring loaded death traps:
they managed to poop directly onto the peanut butter and not set off the traps!!!
i kid you not. they defecated nowehere else but onto the peanut butter covered trigger.
that means they lifted their itty bitty lil mouse butt up enough to make number 2 onto what they were supposed to be killed eating.
they know what will happen if they indulge in the free meal.
and that scares me. alot.
i mean, i can make fun of being taunted by demon mice all i want. hopefully that makes for entertaining reading.
but when they provide proof that they can outsmart anything i throw at them, that gives me the heebie jeebies.
i'm gonna end up blowin up my house like in the old cartoons. and just like in the old cartoons, the mice will endure, triumph and probably kiss me on the cheek as the credits roll.

i'm gonna go watch Mouse Hunt. maybe that will calm me down...