Life is especially hard on the little creatures. Take the mouse I caught in the apartment just ten minutes ago.
I couldn't get it out of the glue that held it in the trap. So, I took it outside, covered it with a paper bag and crushed it with a free-weight. It was difficult, but I can't abide mice coming in our home. They can carry disease, or mites, bacteria, or worse. So I acted how I hope anyone with a conscience would have acted. I hope he doesn't think it was personal. I've got three more traps laid about the apartment, I hope that one is all I ever need deal with. I'll check 'em in the morning. Time for some rest.