Mice!
I used to work for a guy who was raised in the backwoods of North Carolina on a farm. Redneck in the extreme, but not a bad guy overall.

One day we found that we had mice in the office. He chuckled. "We used to have mice in our barn. I used to get rid of them with a five gallon bucket and a sheet of newspaper."

I thought about that, but my imagination failed me. "Okay, how?"

"You fill the bucket halfway with water, then you stretch the paper tight across the top and tape it into place. In the middle of it you cut an X with a razor blade. Then you hang a piece of cheese from a long string right over the X. The mouse runs across the paper, then bloop!" He chuckled again. "You just have to remember to empty the bucket every few days..."

I can well imagine.
( The Resident Loon Not a demographic. Do not measure., Fri 23 Dec 2011, 2:18, Reply)