...with my air rifle. We've had mice problems in our garage occasionally. I park all the cars outside...and shut the garage door. The adventuring little sh*ts scurry around as long as they don't think you're there. So, I just leave the lights on...leave some little tidbit sitting in the open...and wait...and wait...and wait... All the while, I'm laying prone looking through my cracked open garage door. Doesn't usually take too long for the f'er to come out...and then, BAM! Watch the mouse fly across the floor...heh...and yes, I know I could find a much better use of my time...and yes, I know I'm crazy