A long time ago when I had mice, I left an opened spaghetti box standing upright in the pantry. A mouse climbed on top of a closed oatmeal container to get into the spaghetti box.
Another one got caught in a trap with his front feet outside the trap and dragged the trap over to a mouse hole and somehow was able to get his feet inside the hole and keep walking and left the trap outside the hole.
When I told the super, he said “I wish I could only be as smart as them.”
If they weren’t so nasty, they’d be cute.