Okay, so this has got to be dealt with. Last night Sarah and I were awakened at about 1:30 a.m. by the sound of crunching very near by. I grabbed the flashlight from my bedside table and turned it on and found a tiny grey mouse happily chewing through a Ziploc bag full of Chex mix that I had left by my computer desk. The mouse didn't seem to notice the light and in fact looked like it might have been blind -- all the mice I've seen elsewhere have these big, shiny black eyes but I couldn't see this one's eyes at all. After a moment it seemed to, I dunno, get wind that we were staring at it, and hopped down and ran off behind furniture and back into the wall.

Then it managed to find a spot directly at the head of our bed where it proceeded to rustle and scurry loudly for a while, driving us nuts. There's nothing quite so nice at 1:30 in the morning as the sound of a rodent mere inches from your head. Eventually it either quieted down or went away and we got some sleep.

Anyway, today I am definitely going to look for some heavy-duty humane traps. We've gotta get this taken care of.