More Weirdness (caution contains minor blood and gore)

So, what began as one mouse in our kitchen has somehow turned into at least six. They must have been breeding in the walls or something. So, we called an all out extermination order and so far have caught five (three of which Paxton caught, not bare-handed but glove-handed). But something happened last night that rivals everything I know about mice. I came down this morning (Paxton had already left for work) to find the stove pushed away from the wall and the broom behind the stove. We have had a mouse explode in a trap before and it was gross, so that was my first fear. I called Paxton to see if I could put the stove back but when I reached him things got even stranger. He asked if I had moved any of the traps last night. I assured him that I hadn't touched any and asked why. He said one of the traps was missing. There was evidence on the baseboard that something had been injured right where the trap was but the trap had disappeared. He had moved the stove to see if a wounded mouse may have dragged the trap in there but there wasn't anything but mouse droppings, lost crayons and hairballs. I'm not squeamish. Even the thought of mice in my kitchen, although unpleasant, doesn't phase me much. But this missing mouse and trap have the thoroughly weirded out. Every unusual noise I hear makes me think there is a mouse, half stuck in a trap, mortally wounded and dying underneath one of my kitchen cabinets. Or I'm going to wake up one morning and step on it coming down the stairs. Seriously gross and seriously weird.