"Now go away! Or I shall taunt you, a squeakond time!"
Gives the quote "Your father was a hamster.." a whole new meaning.
Brad
A few years ago we had a couple of cute little mice running around the house. I made a trip to Wal Mart to obtain a few mouse traps. After a few weeks of feeding the little critters cheese and peanut butter, I finally got the traps to trip while they were eating. No more mice problems.
The more they eat, the fatter and slower they get.
I rub the peanut butter into cotton balls and wind them on the trigger, made the buggers tug harder to get it.
I also polish the points of contact to remove burrs and reduce lock time, but I have some gunsmith tools and WAYYYYY too much time on my hands.
Maybe the mouse mistook them for his own rodentures.
Boooo!