It's War!

I have a serious serious serious mouse infestation. I saw a herd (correct terminology? – a posse maybe?) Of mice cross my living room last night. So I went out and bought two different kinds of mouse traps.
Well it turns out I have smart mice, that know how to remove peanut butter from a mouse trap without dying. I think they laughed at the traps I put out. They are not afraid of me. I have established their primary gateway into my world is a tiny crack under my kitchen sink. The mouse traps have been repositioned appropriately. Yet I have no dead mice. They laugh at my meager attempts to stop their inevitable takeover. These are smart little bastards. So now I feel that poison will take care of this infestation, however I feel the situation is a little more drastic. I mean do you like going to sleep listening to mice and waking up seeing mice?? I am only eating canned food until I fix this problem. Seriously I bet these guys eat poison for snacks. So maybe I need to borrow/baby-sit/beg/steal a cat. I prefer a bad a$$ed gangsta cat that likes the taste of mouse. The only problem with cats is that they are show offs! They not only will catch the mouse, but will bring it to you or your sleeping body and deposit it where it can't be missed. Usually in your lap. Or, as I have heard from a friend who is the faithful subject to a couple of cats, place it, still alive under your pillow! Now, you must admit that, while it speaks well of showmanship and a certain flair for the dramatic, and points out the feline's prowess as a hunter, it is a bit excessive. And can cause sudden cardiac arrest. Also, you never know with a cat whether or not they come bringing gifts or threats? Maybe a second opinion is required. Maybe even an exterminator.