While husband did bring a trap over to the neighbor's house but I'm pretty sure that they're not up to the task of killing their Mr. Templeton. So, today before dinner, husband set two traps on that neighbor's side of the house. Snap! Mr. Templeton is gone. At least, someone is gone. husband says it is a mouse. It could be a baby rat. Who knows? I think the dimwit neighbor can tell the difference, but then again, I never thought that I'd meet someone who thought it was ok to use rats in their (and the neighbor's) yard as a romantic learning tool for Charlotte's Web. I'm hoping to get the entire family. Soon. (The rat family, that is.) The neighbors are a lost cause.