Mini-mouse multiplying?

My garage has a distinct odor of mouse. Do you think that means there is more than one? I'm terrified that one day I'm going to go out to my garage and have beady little eyes looking at my from all angles. I mean, really, the possibilities are endless. This spring, I could pull out a cooler to go camping and find a family of mice playing poker inside, smoking stogies!

I would d-con the buggars, but there is one little problem with that....I hate dead mice more than I hate live mice.

A story...

Several years ago, while camping, I offered to empty the bucket of waste water. There I was, enjoying the fresh mountain air, sun shining on my back, walking to the drain, humming a happy little tune. My humming did not stop when I began to pour. No, my humming stopped when it was rudely interruped by plop, plop. I stopped, looked down, and found 2, possibly 3 dead mice on the grate of the drain. I can't recall exactly...I've tried to block the memory. After a seconds of muttering "oh god, oh god, oh god" to myself, I hightailed it out of there, tossing the bucket behind me as a put one foot in front of the other as quickly as I could, screaming the entire way. As I arrived back at camp, I had no fewer than 7 adults and equally as many kids looking at me like I had seen Elvis in the woods. When I breathlessly explained that dead mice were in the water bucket, the smirks came out and the laughs were stifled. The only question I was asked was, "where is the bucket?" My nephew, then 7-ish, volunteered to go retrieve the bucket, which remained in the general vicinity of the dead mice, an area I was now adamant to avoid. Several minutes later, the nephew and bucket returned. When asked what took so long, he explained, in vivid detail, how he poked and prodded the mice. Sick youth.

The best thing of all...Ape #1 had to write a book in school the following year. OF COURSE SHE WROTE ABOUT THE DEAD MICE. The only saving grace was that a bird pooped on Grandma while sitting around the campfire, and the children thought that was much funnier.

Alas, HOW DO I SOLVE MY MOUSE DILEMMA?

By the way, HAPPY NEW YEAR!