Ten Ways to Kill a Mouse: The saga continues

As many of you know, I have a mouse in my car.
It is still there.
I am still hysterical.

In fact, the thing has apparently taken up permanent residence in my front seat. I filled out a New Address form at the post office today and applied for a Green Card.
Not for me. For the mouse.

He can have the Toyota, the leftover cookie crumb, all the loose change in the dash drawer and the extra set of keys to my house under the seat. I won't need any of that and really don't give a rat's ......... An actual "nest" was found late today in the trunk of La Luxury Corolla (Suite 119 rear of the building) as well as chew toys and nature trails. Apparently this mouse is brilliant. He took the nice little green poison pellets I left for him and played hide-n-seek with them; stashing them in the door handle. 

"OK, friends! I've hidden the danger now little mouse neighbors, come on in and play in Mimi's playhouse."

I'm just trying to do my part for education, folks. No Mouse Left Behind and all that.

While I was at the post office I applied for a Visa out of the country. Anywhere will do. I haven't figured out yet how I'm going to get to the airport since there are no vacancies in my car, but I will definitely be flying.
Mice can't crawl into planes. Can they?

By the way, if anybody can tell me HOW to get rid of this thing YOU WILL WIN A PRIZE. Actually, there is no prize but I would be most grateful.

Ten Ways To Kill a Mouse
Ten dastardly deeds in my overactive maniacal imagination fueled by nightmares and lack of sleep this week. Everybody knows Queen Mims couldn't really do these things. 
She'd never get close enough.

But if I could.........

1. A sledgehammer. Splat.

2. Hang him from the George Washington Bridge.

3. Cement his four feet to a slab of cheese wrapped in chains, pack a picnic basket and take him for a lovely swim. Then hang him from the George Washington Bridge.

I have Mafia connections you know.

4. Make a mouseshake in the blender. Bwwaaahhaaahaaahaaa!

5. Turn up the speaker volume and pipe in this season's American Idol.

6. Replace his favorite cookie with my cooking.

7. A firing squad.
And no blindfold mister!

Take him to see CATS!

and then let him loose in The Cat Blogosphere.

Again I say.......Bwwaaaahhaaahaaahhhaa

9. Give him ten minutes alone with my evil vacuum cleaner.

10. Now starring in his own feature role! Mouse Meets Milani... .

I'd hate to ruin a good pair of boots ......

Rest in pieces, Mickey.