HOw To MOUSE IN THE HOUSE

This past weekend, when I was at the farm, staying inside where it was cool , taking a break from mowing, I was putting some stuff in a closet when I noticed something odd. I moved a basket that had some fabric in it and saw that some of it had been chewed up a bit and the pieces had been made into a cozy, fluffy little nest. It was apparently on it's way to becoming a regular four star mouse spa. There were none that I could find. I envision that they take off running when we drive up and then hide somewhere, laughing. I took it all outside to clean it, threw away the fabric that had been chewed up and brought the rest back inside, in drawers this time, while wondering how to combat this new enemy. Sure, a fuzzy and cute enemy, but still the enemy. I'll admit, I'm a sucker for fuzzy and cute and alas, I don't have a mean bone in my body. Except for poisonous snakes and spiders, wasps and all bloodsucking insects, but I digress. We aren't out there ful...