Don't get a cat.
Get more beer and cheeto's.
Have the mice do odd jobs around the neighborhood (IE: cleaning up cracker crumbs, cheeto fuzzies, and beer spills).
Teach the mice some simple tricks, put a sign in your front yard saying "Mouse Circus" and charge admission.
Send the wife packing (but offer her a job as a mouse handler first).
Retire on the mouse money you will undoubtedly reap.
Buy more beer and cheeto's.
I know, I know.. a simple yet elegant solution. No thanks necessary.
Sometimes I even amaze me.
RTR