Mouse be gone, home

When you live in the country, you will, by definition, have problems with mice. No matter how hard you try to keep the rodents at bay, they will always find a way past your defenses, be they cats or various schemes to seal up every conceivable entry point. Here's the Rule of Country Living: Mice Will Win. Still, I won't let them claim an easy victory. So, most evenings, I set traps—Havaharts, by the way... I've yet to go the kill-trap route—and most mornings, if the traps have done their work, I include the mice on my walking route and, as far from home as possible, release the critters to pursue new lives in new locales. I wish them good luck and good riddance. I hope they don't remember the way home. I hope they put the word out that mice are not really welcome on my ridge, especially in my house or in my car. I hope I'm not being delusional.