Aw. Dude. I feel ya. The house that I lived in before this one had mice--and when I say had I mean completely and utterly infested, and they were as big as small rats. Sometimes whole families of them would troop across the floor only feet from me. Once, a mouse somehow got into my dogfood bin, and when I stuck my hand in to get Malek his food, it ran UP MY ARM. Scariest thing ever.

Just be glad they're not shitting in your bed. You definitely want to set those traps, though, because the little bastards breed like... well, like mice. Which is to say, at a rate that should not be possible, but, somehow, is.

UGH UGH UGH.