My hero - the mouse eradicator enroute to flight to undisclosed location...

So yesterday morning I awoke to TWO mice in ONE glue trap right where I thought the buggers were coming out. Bonzai! BUT – they were VERY vigorous. One of them more than the other. It was staring me down. I tried to gather the courage to get it into a grocery bag and out into the trash before the trash guys came and the boys woke up. I figured without my contacts in I wouldn’t really see what I was doing and it wouldn’t freak me out, well when I got close enough and they came into focus, I did freak out. I went and got my glasses, tried to call Dave to walk me through it,  got his voicemail, left teary message. (Yes, lame, I know; you thought I was tougher than this. So did I!) Next tactic was give them a little ride to the front door via pushing with Swiffer. But the one started to lunge toward the Swiffer and seemed to almost come loose. I was brandishing the Swiffer at it and yelling “NO!” like it would listen. This thing seemed 4 ft tall to me by now. I was shaking and literally covered in sweat at this point. Then I started thinking of who else I could call. Virtually all the men I know are either deployed or heading off island this weekend. I tried calling Angel – turns out she was on a walk without her cell phone but dropped by my house with bananas and left them at the gate while I was inside grappling with my mouse fears. She would have had no problem getting them into a back, she later assured me, having grown up in a trailer where all sorts of “visitors” came. Next I called Jay and Dana, neighbors with whom we kind-of have a contract that the guys bail us girls out of critters if the other’s spouse is gone. Would you believe Jay was literally on his way to the airport but turned the truck around to come help me?!!!!! So we went for a run, stopped by the hardware store on the way home to get some super foam that grows and fills up gaps. Not messing around, I got way down in there to fill the entire crack where they were coming in. I managed to get super-foam in my hair, tried acetone to get it out of my hair, but then had to cut a shock off. I think I heard mice in the walls last night – Dave assures me (safely by phone from gorgeous Lake Tahoe) that there’s no way they could still be in the house. Hopefully I get a full night’s sleep tonight.