I chased a field mouse around my living room for hours once. I got him cornered a few times. The poor thing was so exhausted after that he collapsed on the kitchen floor trying to eat a kernel of kitty food. Hubby had finally gotten home. He just scooped the poor critter up and took him to the park and released him there.
The cats thought this was great fun watching me screech and running around trying to capture it.
We brought humane traps and added some peanut butter after that it was much easier to catch them.
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