LOL Jeanne.
As you know I hate to kill anything, almost anything. I consider mosquitoes and tics fair game.
When we lived in Pennsylvania, next to a corn field, we had a mice invasion. After months & months of catching & releasing them (I will spare you the gory details) and vast amounts of food which had to be tossed….I reached into a drawer to get a wooden spoon when a mouse ran up my arm. I screamed & I swear the mouse screamed before running back down my arm.
That day I’m sorry to say I called an exterminator before we had an electrical fire.