Mice like cheese – it’s official

At least in this house they do. It’s meant to be an urban myth that mice like cheese, so when we’ve laid humane mouse traps in the past (we have quite a mouse problem, which is not good for my poor nose), we’ve baited the traps with peanut butter, which they are meant to like. In fact we buy the peanut butter specifically for the mouse, as no one else in the house actually likes it, although come to think of it I don’t think the mouse likes it either, as it never works. Posh chocolate buttons from Montezuma’s works sometimes, but generally they just scitter all over my wooden floors as bold as they like, knowing full well that why should they go and have a look in that little plastic box when the kids like scattering rice krispies to the four corners of the flat for the mouse’s later delectation.

But like I say, we have never baited the trap with cheese. That was until last night, we were watching TV and a rustling noise was coming from the kitchen, so Mr. Lacer went to investigate and the darn mouse had somehow managed to get hold of an almost empty packet of parmesan and all Mr. Lacer could see was the (unseen) mouse trying desperately to pull the packet under the kitchen cupboards with him. So when we baited the trap last night we used cheddar (we were out of parmesan) instead and low and behold Mr. Lacer was woken at 5am this morning by the sound of the trapped mouse rocking the trap backwards and forwards, I am blessed with the inability to be woken by the mouse when it is does that, so it was Mr. Lacer as usual having to go and release the mouse in the nearby woods in the middle of the night and it was meant to be his turn for a lay in!