I learned a long time ago that there is never just one mouse. Just like there is never just one rabbit.Why it wouldn’t just go for the tasty peanut butter in the innocent looking grey device, I don’t know. I hate it when the drown. But am happy to be able to clean the counters again and have them stay that way. I am still going to put the hardware cloth over the opening. This wasn’t the first stove mouse and might not be the last.