Another One or the Same One?

One o'clock in the morning and we have another mouse chase going on.  I don't know why Beans doesn't go in for the catch.  It must be more fun to chase it back and forth.  It got somewhere that I had to prod it with a stick to come out.  More chasing followed.  It then went back to the same hidey hole.  There it expired either from heart failure or my prodding with a stick broke it's neck.  

I was able to get a hold of the tail and drag it out.

I dropped it out the window and went back to bed.

There it lay the following morning.

Yep, it must have been dead.