The Mouse Murderers

WARNING: This story is disturbing and may not be suitable for all audiences:

Shortly after moving here we discovered that we had a fourth roommate,we named Mickey. Mickey was a disturbing creature who would roam through the apartment at night, terrorizing us while we slept, rummaging through the garbage, waking us up. It was HORRIBLE!! I found traces of him in the bathroom in the kitchen; Rachel even saw him in her room one night. We were really getting tired of this awful creature and took matters into our own hands.
We narrowed down our options: A snap trap would be too gruesome to dispose of, poison meant it would die somewhere we didn't know until we could smell its rotting carcass, so we opted for the "glue traps" I don't know why we thought this would be any better but he left us with no choice.
So we strategically placed the traps around the apartment, two in the bathroom, one in Rachels room, one in mine and one in the kitchen. We even baited it by sticking cheerios and other goodies on it. But after a couple of weeks we never caught it and gave up hope. But, we hadn't heard him in a while so we thought that he moved out and left us for good. That is, until that fateful morning. I woke to the sounds of screaming girls. Shrieks and yells and the phrase, "go wake up Shilo!" And there it was, in the middle of the kitchen, on the glue trap, the bane of my existence... STILL ALIVE!! What the heck are we supposed to do now?
So I grab a glove, a bag and a frying pan. I gave the pan to Erin as she said she would "take care of it" if the situation arose. So after much contemplation, she whacked it with the frying pan. I placed him in his final resting place... two plastic grocery bags, and Rachel carried him outside into the trash.
Now we can be at peace. We are now free of the terrorizing from the little New York mouse we called Mickey.