mouse in my house

I have a mouse in my house.

Althought I am not squeeeeemish about these things, it is strange to see this bold little mouse following me from room to room in my apartment. We have had them put down poison, and we have even used the very mean but effective (hey
Chris…affective?) sticky traps. This little bugger seems to think he is paying rent or something. I am sitting on my bed watching him crawl through my dirty clothes! Geesh! The nerve! I suppose we ought to kill ’em or name ’em…….