The Little fellow is gone. I'm HAPPY that he no longer raids my pantry at night. But sad that he wasn't smart enough to go into the live animal trap where he could have been transferred after incarceration to a nearby field to find other mouse friends to play with.
Instead, I had to use the old fashioned kind of trap, and yes, he ate the cheese.
Farewell Ratatouille; until I meet your next relative!
