Building a Better Mouse Trap

Don’t freak out; we have a mouse in the house. My first inclination is to scream Eek! while standing on a table holding up my skirt hem in a sexy pinup pose, but I don’t. First, I’m too old to be a “Pinup.” Second, Mr. Right and I live amidst rural forestry. Mice get in; any opening that fits its tiny head, the vermin will squeeze its supple body through, also. It’s not as if I leave crumbs for th…