I just heard a mouse trap snap. The mice have been shitting in my house so measures had to be taken. It's a very satisfying sound, but then an instant, as quickly as I notice I am satisfied, I immediately feel sad, and feel empathy for the mouse.
@Jazzy_Butts you don't want hantavirus, so therefore you must protect your home. Have you discovered how the mice are getting in?? If you can find the entry points they use and fill those hole with steel wool and some expanding foam they will not use those points. They don't like the steel wool, and the foam keeps it in place. Relocation is not feasible, as quick and as painless a death as possible is now the best thing for them.
I used to catch them and let them go, for much of my life I did this. But I'm old now. I don't have energy to move numerous mice hundreds of yards away into the forest only to be eaten by owls. The last one I released was before fall. I set it up in an old shack with food, water, and an insulated chamber with two exits. The next day I found it ripped apart. An animal. At that point I said fuck it. I'm done. I don't have time for this shit and I don't want fuckin hantavirus. I am become death, destroyer of mice. And it makes me fucking sad.