Can't really help but I have a nasty story to share...
Years ago, I parked my RSX in my moms shop for the winter. Set up mouse traps and what not but there is only so much you can do. I checked on the car once a month throughout the winter and didn't see anything to be alarmed at. But when I went to pick it up in the spring, I found mouse droppings in the trunk space. I had it booked for an oil change in Red Deer that afternoon and had to go straight there from my moms place. I found the nest so I did a quick vacuum job and started my way to Red Deer. I'm on highway 11 and I'm hauling ass when something on the floorboard catches my eye.
I look down and MOUSE!!!! The little bastard is running around my feet. I'm cruising at highway speed so it's not like a can really do anything. He ran off under my seat. Few minutes later, I feel something and he's on my shoe!!!! Tried climbing up my pant leg, but I shook him off. I got to the shop and dropped off the car. Told the advisor there's a mouse in there. Came back to pick it up and the mechanic is like 'Hey you have a mouse problem.' Told him I know. Went home and started a thorough cleaning job. It was quiet and I could here the little bastard running around somewhere. I kept on cleaning, had all the doors open when I spotted him jumping out the drivers side door.
Last I seen of him, he was scampering across 57th Ave in Red Deer.
Wish my mom still had barn cats out at her place. I grew up on the farm with several barn cats and I didn't see a mouse for like 10 years.
Looking around
Wondering what became
Of what I once knew