Earlier this week I heard a curious gnawing coming from the kitchen. Having owned many a rodent growing up I recognized the sound immediatly and started to search for the little bugger. It appears the mouse was trying to get in behind the stove so I stuffed the hole with tissue (to see if they'll pull it out) and left it at that.
So this is our peanut bowl. In my early morning endeavors yesterday I went to reach for my iPod which sits on the open shelf beneath below the bowl. I didn't find my iPod, but I did find this:
Looks like those mice had a party. I can see them scurrying around with cheeks stuffed to their eyeballs in complete disbelief of their good luck. Looks like we have more company than I anticipated and now I'm without the cats and the terrier (because you know those bulldogs aren't going to do a thing about it). You can tell by the daintiness of the mess it is a mouse and not a rat. 
I tossed the nuts out and vacuumed this up. I go back to get Weller in a week or two so that should fix the problem. Good thing for those mice I happen to find them cute and don't mind having them around. There's nothing like a good game of "catch".
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