R.I.P little mouse

Well, we got him/her last night. Not that I'm terribly proud of killing things, but the old fashioned mouse trap did the trick. I was sitting on the couch in the living room and watched it dash into the kitchen, then into the dining room, under the hutch. I made the Whippet stay on the couch, then moved the mouse trap near the hutch, and went back to sit on the couch. About two minutes later I heard the tell-tale "snap," and the deed was done. I don't know if that was the only one or not, so we'll keep an eye out for more counter-poops and nibbled bananas.