as a kid i had white mice as pets. and i do believe they DO have personalities and feelings. my first one stayed in his cage just fine…til i went to visit my grandma for a week. my parents had to catch and return him many times. as soon as i got home, he never did it again. we figured out he must have been looking for me.

take two…as a teen i had 2 white mice who began to fight. we seperated them into seperate cages, but left them next to each other. wouldn’t you know…the bully of the two found a way out of his cage and into his brother’s…just beat him up and to ride on the brother’s wheel. bully. we seperated their cages.

take three…as a young adult my boyfriend at the time decided instead of mice, he’d like to get rats-he’d heard they were smarter. i know, i know. yuck. but i gave in and we got “lennie” and “george” (from of mice and men, ha-ha!). despite the pet shop’s expertise we ended up with “georgia”. and also a bunch of little pink things that looked like “toes”. after they grew a bit they really were cute. but of course we couldn’t keep them. we quickly had them running everywhere. and i do mean everywhere. eek! fortunately they were easy to catch and put back into their then more secured cage.

sadly, we did take them to a pet store. i wanted some sort of guarantee that they wouldn’t become snake food but obviously that didn’t work out. if we had freed them, they likely would have met the same fate. rodents are sadly low on the food chain. not that it made me feel better, but the pet store did pay us for the babies.

if i had to do it over now, i would probably put an ad in the paper offering them free to a good home. or like i’m doing with kittens that i’ve rescued, i am advertising them at a low price but am not actually charging those that adopt them. the humane society suggested that we don’t offer them free because that would encourage people to take them for not so nice reasons. we’ve invested a lot into them with shots and getting them fixed, not too mention have bonded with them. we want them to have good homes! and i’d try to find out the intentions of the potential adopting homes. it’s worth a try.

like you brown eye didn’t mean anything gross to me (and i’m glad about that!). it went nicely with the other names. and unlike others, i don’t know if mice/animals make it to Heaven or not. they are God’s creatures so i tend to err on the side of kindness when i can.

good luck!

if you let those mice go in a field by MY house, please don’t hate me when I set out a torturous glue trap and they get their tiny feet stuck in there, then get their little noses stuck too because they’re trying to free their feet. Then I throw them into the dumpster where they die, but not right away.

Yes I know I am mean and this sounds a bit sadistic, but I don’t think of mice being in Heaven so it’s all good.

I know this is horrible for you but it is making for great blog reading.