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You know the old saying about the signal for the end of the opera.  It's when the fat lady comes onstage to sing. You can bet then that it is the end of the opera.  Well, regarding mus musculus, maybe the fat lady (lady mouse that is) has sung. Every possible hole into the attic is now closed, and glue traps placed at strategic locations to prevent mice from even getting into the garage, where they might know of a hole into the attic of the garage.  Thats critical, because once the mice get into the garage attic, there is some uncertainty about access through the breezeway attic into the house attic-----since all those possible routes are difficult to find and close off. To guard against the possibility of a colony living in the attic, their only possible water supply---the drain traps on the air conditioning equipment has been surrounded by glue traps.  Impractical to keep their food away from them as I am sure they have it stored in various places in the attic.  One night we

Lockhart is only 30 miles to the east.  Its an old town in central Texas and is quite modest in its definition of a good time.  This trip was to visit young artists' work on the theme of Day of the Dead, see what craft booths have to offer, and to renew some memories of earlier visits. It did not take us long to remember a place for good breakfast tacos.  All kinds, but egg and potato is our favorite.  And only $1.25 each, so lunch was very economical.  We had lunch of breakfast tacos a few years back and today was just as good.  Reyna's is the place to go to. There wasn't very much to see in the craft booths and the only vegetable seller was Clem who had a whole variety of canned vegetables and jellies---plus some fresh vegetables.  We bought a patty pan squash, and some other squash from him.  Clem is an enterprising farmer who seems to do all the preserving by himself----although he said his wife put the labels on the jars. We stumbled onto the Southwest Museum of C