Well, Mouse #2 came out of hiding last night. Daniel and I tag teamed the little critter and got it out the front door. I was ready to feed it to Ted, but Daniel wouldn't let me. I pulled Ted back and the mouse ran. Noah then jumped on it but he was only playing so the mouse was able to escape. I opened the door and it ran off into the night.
Next one goes to one of the cats. I'm done with mice. After having to clean all the dishes from under the sink, I'm starting to think that the only good mouse is a dead mouse!