Tuesday morning I got up to find a half loaf of stale bread I had thrown in the trash pulled out, dragged across the kitchen and just an empty wrapper. The hole was a bit large for a mouse. I figured I had a rat move in. Got a small animal trap and baited it with a slice of bread with some peanut butter on it. Next morning, it was gone. Okay, last night, I baited it again and set the trap this time. It wasn't a rat. No, I didn't kill it. I took it down the road to some woods and let it out. I get up and leave for work well before sun up. You can bet I'm checking when I get home to see how it got in my house, let alone my kitchen.