I'm a D-Con guy. D-Con gets 'em all at once - more or less. No mice in the house, but my shed is (was) full of them. Little bastards made a nest in my ATV and chewed the wiring so bad it wouldn't even start. Its war now. My old pup - Captain Nemo, the one in my avatar - was a mouse-killing psychotronic machine. A bird could land on his head and he wouldnt care a bit, but if it was rodent - especially a squirrel - he transformed into a ravaging beast.
Good pics though. Cheap entertainment, the mouse-killing, huh?
