When we were young, my dad kept putting out mouse traps and the darn mouse kept setting them off and stealing the bait. Then one day he wandered down stairs to the basement. Our cat stayed in the basement at night. My dad went to let the cat up one morning and he was laying at the bottom of the steps with a proud look on his face and a dead mouse between his front legs. After that, the traps were not set off with the bait stolen....
The kitty was rewarded with a can of tuna!
The mouse was able to outsmart the traps, but not the cat...