So this morning I found the mouse that had been eating the poison (not this one). Today's one certainly does not look well, it's an ex-mouse that's for sure. You can see him better large.
Indeed, I say I found it, the truth is I smelled it, Ben had to leave the kitchen as he felt sick at breakfast and (after they had gone to school) I removed the skirting board and found this under the dishwasher.
Apologies to you of a sensitive nature. However, I'm still feeling cross with the cats!