Apparently the unseasonably cold weather we've had might have chased the mice indoors. I have never seen a mouse in the park but I know they must be around, just like the snakes. One of the ladies was working in the kitchen at the clubhouse the other day and saw a mouse so she notified the men (we don't mind being sexist when the time is right) and they instantly went to work. They rigged traps all over the place and checked them religiously. Little posses of golf carts tear up to the clubhouse every hour on the hour and they scour the premises only to climb dejectedly back in their carts and go home. No mice! They're using humane traps that simply glue the offending mouse in place until the men can kill it another way.
The last I heard, the men had laced the little glue traps with peanut butter. Someone suggested we bring in a snake to catch the mice but he's still recovering in the hospital!
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