The cutest little vermin you ever did see
By adamg - 11/8/10 - 9:21 am
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Looks like a wild mouse,
Looks like a wild mouse, either a white-footed mouse or a deer mouse, that got in the house, as opposed to a house mouse, the kind we usually consider "vermin". But since those wild species are also the carriers of hanta virus I guess they're vermin too.
Mr. Mouse has had his identity stolen!
Isn't that a gerbil? (Adding to the escaped-pet-theory.)
Not a gerbil
I thought it was a gerbil, too, until I got down to the last photo, which clearly shows the naked tail of a mouse rather than the furry tail of a gerbil. I'm pretty certain it's a deer mouse or a white-footed mouse.
Ah, yes
I do believe you're correct. And based on this Wikipage http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Peromyscus, the little guy's agility seems to confirm his species;
Agile indeed
And very light. I watched him crawl across the vertical surface of the curtain on one of his trips across the bay window area. Spider-Mouse!
Thanks for the ID (looks like a whole lotta people gave me IDs in the post, so I gotta say thanks a lot.) I had a gerbil as a kid so I knew it wasn't one of those; this fellow's eyes are much bigger and set closer to his nose, and the tail's all different.
Mr. The Cat has caught several mice since we moved to this apartment five years ago, but he hasn't yet come up to me bragging about it and I haven't been down to the study to check yet. So right now to me the mouse is both dead and not dead. Schroedinger's Spider-Mouse?
Not a good idea to let this
Not a good idea to let this rodent roam free. Deer mice carry some nasty viruses and you really don't want to interact with mouse poo.
Let the cat do its job, then...
...ask the cat which kind of mouse it TASTED like.
From cute little mouse to publisher-attacking bat
Jeff Lawrence, the publisher of the Weekly Dig, has a run-in with a bat:
aww, if the mice I had in my
aww, if the mice I had in my place were that cute, I might not have run out the house screaming
(Lived in Boston five years: not a single mouse. Move to DC suburbs: mice galore.)