Ozz, my daughter had a similar problem not long ago. Luckily, it wasn't expensive to fix. One morning when she was frying bacon, she walked over to the counter to get a paper towel, and when she turned back toward the range, she thought she saw something taking off with a strip of bacon in its mouth. She counted the strips, and sure enough, she had only 5 instead of the 6 that had been there when she turned to get the towel. As she was staring at the bacon and trying to figure out what had happened, the culprit was caught coming back for more bacon:
Disgusting! Out went the bacon and in came the rubber hammer. Bye-bye, mousie. Bye-bye range. (She was getting a new one that week anyway.) Mice are a way of life in Montana, but that doesn't make them any easier to live with, especially because we've had several cases of hanta virus in our county, including one fatality. Deer mice are cute but deadly. Oh, yes, the mouse got hammered. And then, the Lysol, Clorox, and other disinfectants came out for what turned into a full day of mouse hunting and cleaning in the kitchen.
Carolyn
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