I caught the mouse, believe it or not. Yesterday, while I was sitting at my desk in the office near the window, writing, I heard some noises coming from the plastic trap on the counter near the stove in the kitchen, and getting up from my chair and going into the kitchen I saw that the mouse had indeed entered the trap and had triggered the little door, or metal flap, that had enclosed him in it. He wasn’t as frightened as I’d expected him to be, but merely was turning around and trying to get out of the area where he was confined. When I neared the counter he stopped what he was doing and observed me through the plastic roof of the trap. He looked exactly as you’d expect a mouse to look.