Mid Goodies episode, and Mr Mouse darted out from under my sofa (on which I was sitting) and across the room to somewhere behind the TV. Not happy. Not happy at all.
Edit (five minutes later): I wish he'd gone for the mouse-squeamish-friendly high-tech trap... But he's now a low-tech trapped ex-mouse, so I'll just have to deal with it. Hooray!
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