Welp, both traps are empty this morning. And I don't think the mice evolved to be smarter since yesterday afternoon when their mouse mate met his mouse maker.

As mom pointed out, she and my father once had a mouse, and once they caught it, they experienced no more mouse moments.

I feel like a Sesame Street cartoon: M! M, M, M, M, M! Martha!

And hey!, with a very quick Google search, here she is, on YouTube.