Ever watch a cat with a mouse?
Don't....it's gross........ 
I guess it's time to come clean with my mouse story. One night I saw a mouse. Freaked. Ran to Wallyworld and bought mouse traps with hubby. He purchased the old-fashioned wooden kind. I purchased the electronic because I dumb that way. He told me it wouldn't work.
"Yeah, it will."
"No, it won't."
"Yeah, it will."
"No, it won't."
"Whoever's works is the one that has to clean out all the cabinets?"
"Deal!"
Got home. Set them up. He put his on the counter right by the sink. I put mine way in the back of this dark cabinet that one has to crawl into to retrieve anything put back there. Consequently, it is unused.
We watched TV for a few hours, then heard the loud "SNAP!" Success. Scrap one mouse. Done. Hubby hauled off the mouse because I wasn't going to touch the vile thing. All was well other than I had to scrub out all the darned cabinets because I lost the bet.
A week or so later, we returned from an out-of-town trip. The kitchen reeked. It smelled of DEATH. WTF? Out came all my kitchen equipment, but nothing was found. Hubby decided something had crawled into a wall and died and claimed there was absolutely nothing we could do about it other than rip off the wall; something he was not about to do. I decided a trip I had been putting off was in order and away I went, coward that I am.
Upon return, the smell was gone. I thanked hubby dearest for getting rid of the smell, but he said it disappeared on its own. He said that animals in heat can smell like that and maybe it was the dog my son's friend had brought over while house-sitting for us. Gross, but I didn't care… the smell was gone.
I can't remember how long later… at least a year, we moved. While packing the kitchen, I crawled into that crawlspace type cabinet to ensure nothing had fallen back there with a flashlight to have a look. I found a small, rectangular black box. "What is this?" I wondered. Dragged it out and looked at it in better light. It had a lid. It took me a bit to figure out the lid slides. Got her open and… Aaaaack! It was a perfectly formed skeleton of a little mouse with a wee bit of dust. The black box turned out to be a coffin.
I can attest to the fact that the electronic mouse traps DO work, dead mice stink, and Dummies haven't completely cornered the market on stupidity.
