The pipe gnawing mice
whose HQ is in our airing cupboard were given a choice last night-the 'humane' trap which is an ingenious tin box, easy to get into but impossible to exit or the 'touch and die with a single snap' killing machine. This morning one little furry rodent chose the latter and has now joined the great Mouse Heaven Community in the sky. Time will tell if this is the Meister Maus or just one of the family whose other members will now turn up snapped or trapped at regular intervals. The Brother in Law who has a medical background opines that it is better to kill rather than trap and release into the wild. Those who are released die a slow and lingering death in alien surroundings. Past experience shows that those who are set free within reasonable distance of the house find no problem in getting back in again or find an alternative domestic arrangement. Hutton is deserted but not to the extent of the Gobi so my conscience is clear on that score. As far as the pipes are concerned sudden death is the preferred option but I need to respect the wife's wishes by giving the mices an informed choice of exit strategy.