Sticky traps, if you're unaware, are just pads of SUPER sticky gunk, and when the mouse runs over the top of them, they get stuck and die. Unless they only get part of themselves stuck. Cue my 2AM last night:
Yup, I caught a
Bubba was... less than pleased about this option, spending much of the night sitting next to the bedroom wall loudly protesting his being barred from going into battle. Just to be clear, I am pretty confident that Bubs could kill a mouse. However - he is a pet, not a mouser, and a trapped mouse would fight back - I didn't feel like taking Bubs in for a rabies booster or to get a glue trap / glue trapped mouse cut off his face this morning.
This the morning, I came down the stairs wondering what horror I would see stuck to the trap. And when I came down, I saw that exactly what I saw stuck to the trap was exactly what I saw stuck to the trap last night. Except the rest of the mouse was totally gone. That little jerk chewed his own tail off, ala 127 hours. So you know what mouse? I will be your Elmer, and you will be my Bugs. It has been broughten. STICKY TRAPS FOR ALL.
...and then Bubba got one stuck to his foot (he's fine, just grumpy). Edit: STICKY TRAPS FOR
*The snap traps defined some entertaining roles in our relationship: While Fiance is clearly the killer of spiders, I am the responsible party for disposal of snap mouse traps which have, you know, done their job.