So, there I am minding my own business and two little mice wonder into my kitchen. I've been trying to trap them for a couple of days since they showed up but they were too small to set off the traps (but they ate well as a result!).

I casually walk into my bedroom and grab the big dog, that's right, I'm talking the .177 CAL 15 round semi auto CO2 pistol, no screwing around this time, I got my "cat, get the f*** out of my yard" gun. Two shots, two kills, then two more just for good measure, let's call it a double tap.

Who needs a trap, I don't need no stinkin' trap!

P.S. - Notice the little micey blood trail the bastard left on my carpet off to the right there?