So - I've got my favourite handyman coming in to deal with any possible gaps in walls - and we'll go around the house scrutinising baseboards with a magnifying glass, let me tell you, as well as any posibilities through fans or vents or anything like that. I've got a live trap set up downstairs. Beyond that, I don't know what to do, but I have to wind down from a constant adrenaline high and get some sleep or else I"ll be a zombie in less than a week.
rdeck is shaking his head at me and says that rodents have coezisted with humans for centuries. All I can say is, shredded books, chewed sweaters, the Black Death...
(this post was officially interrupted by a Five Minute Fuss by Boboko who insisted on climbing into my lap and cuddling and wouldn't take no for an answer...)
Mices have me all tied up in knots.
But I HAVE been writing. Watch for a new word count soon.