This is what I found tonight.
The poor little soul got a little too nosy.
Then there is this version of a mouse trap.
A couple of hours after finding the above corpse, I sat down on my couch, thus prompting a mouse to scoot out from underneath and scurry across the floor.
Believe it or not I only screamed once and then, heaving a big sigh, went in search of my trusty mouse catcher.
In the meantime Chlorox took up the chase and trapped the poor thing in a corner and then sat down to patiently wait for it to move again.
I took over and placed the bucket over as much of the mouse as I could (considering that it was wedged tightly into a corner) and then used the handle of the brush to scooch it all the way under the bucket. Then I slid a piece of heavy paper underneath, flipped the bucket over, and plopped on the top.
The little guy is now over in another neighbors yard, hopefully finding shelter in a falling down shed and not coming back to my house.
Chorox, still waiting for her little friend to come out and play.