I got to be the good guy today, but nobody knows about it until now. I stopped by one of my churches to check out a Dampp-Chaser problem. "The pad light is blinking" It turned out to be the low water light, naturally, and the reservoir was empty, though the pads were still damp. Looks like another round of education is in order. After finally finding the filler can (following the Pastor around while he looked) and pouring in the first load of water, I glanced over and saw "something" duck under the closet door. Listening, I heard it rattling around inside, but the door was locked and I couldn't give chase and see what it was. Boojums! Back with the second can of water, I was putting the cover back on the piano when I heard a noise behind me. There, between a couple of chairs, I saw something moving. Yup, Boojums. I went over, and there was a mouse, dragging the trap that had her by the (crushed) foot, and the trap wedged between the chair legs so she was stuck and couldn't get away. I'm sure she thought she was a goner. I grabbed her tail, sprung her from the trap, carried her down the hall, and set her outside the back door where she hobbled off into the bushes. I hope I bettered her survival odds, if the shock from having a foot crushed doesn't get her. I'll never know. Ron N
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