How I killed my mouse
My brother used to go hiking in the woods. Once he brought home a tiny mouse. He said he had stepped on the nest while hiking and had killed the mom but he brought this baby one home to me. I had owned numerous pet mice but never a wild one. This mouse was immediately tame and I called her 'Combis'. The name was short for 'Your comb is on the ground'. She was really an amazingly sweet mousie. I had no idea that a 'wild' mouse could be so instantly tamed. One night I went to bed and realized I had neglected to feed Combis. Without turning on the light, I opened her cage and put some seed in her dish and then closed the cage door and latched it. In the morning, when I got up, I saw that she had tried to exit through the door just as I had closed and latched it upon her neck. She was dead.