Ding dong the mouse is dead!

WHOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO HOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO! I woke up this morning and immediately started checking the traps (I have become quite good at it). The first door I opened had a snapped trap...with NO mouse in it. I say to Rob (my friends husband who "fixed" all my traps) "OMG, this trap is snapped and there is no mouse in it!" He says, "well that happens, we"ll get him." I respond with "its been 5 days and we only have one left!" I open another drawer and the trap is not snapped but there is mouse poop all around it. Now I am really starting to freak! I just know that this mouse is some super smart nerd mouse that is never going to fall for our trickery! Ugh, will this ever end? So Rob says "we must have had too much peanut butter on that trap, here, take these 2 traps outside so I can cook and I'll fix them later." Unhappily I say ok, walk to the back door with the 2 defective traps, open the door, AND SCREAM!!! Rob and Joe have conspired and placed the DEAD mouse on the ground, right on the threshold of the door, facing me like it is going to run in. I slam the door and run into the kitchen, smack Rob a few times, and catch my breath! I was so scared that I couldn't even enjoy the fact that the mouse was dead! But it was funny and now I am so unbelievably happy that the stinkin' thing is gone! Hallelujah!