Looks like a young mouse. Think you got about 10 more where that one came from.

Whatever you do...don't put them all into the same bin or you'll have 60 of them.

And while mice are very good at chewing, if the bin has nothing to bite down on, they can't get out. That means as long as it's fairly flat they'll have a fairly tough time. They'd need to relly on their front claws to scrape enough material off to start taking bites out. Once they can bite, it's as good as a 1' hole for them.

Now go get an excercise wheel!

He looks like a Deer mouse rather than your regular house mouse. Can anyone confirm? Of course Deer mice carry Hanta virus but he probably doesn't have it.

He would appreciate a running wheel and you could keep him in a good sized aquarium but you might have trouble moving him. Wild mice jump like popcorn on a hot pan when they are moved to express themselves.

Some wood shavings would probably make his stay more comfortable too along with some paper towels to shred.

Peanut butter is also a favorite snack. Put some on his doritos.

The water should reduce the jumping problem. :blunt:

just make sure you slow down a little bit first:D

Actually I think he would be most comfortable at a Ritz Carlton. Get him a Suite there. Never mind the money, you two are buds after all.

From the picture the can looks like it has lumps on the inside for stiffness. Good place to chew.;)

the truth is out now slang! you've been busted training Spartacus for the "Extreem Mighty Mouse Special Olympics"

i put a twenty on the trap! :D

The helmet is part of his flight training, right, Slang? And the trap is to see if he is smart enough to work the controls on the spacecraft?

Hmm anyone have a link to the movie of a mouse getting catapulted by a mouse trap when it stepped on the wrong side of the trap?

Quick update:

2 small. 2 large mice..........dead.

Cracker Jack bags have since been silent through the night.

Dude...you can't just tell us "mice are dead", and not give details.

Did the neighbors notice the gunshots?

In slang country the neighbors get suspicious when there aren't any gunshots. If nobodies shootin' something untoward must be going on.

Ok, here's the scoop.

I finally had enough of the bullshit and set the traps. They worked great. I put some pnut butter on a Dorito and set it on the trigger of the trap.

so then I caught 4 of them. One died from his injuries and one other one was a slow mover from getting the trap across the head.

After about a week there were no more customers, so I decided to kill the inmates. I wanted to gas the little bastards but my friend said that if I did then the animals that might like to eat the mice would get sick. Ok, so what would you suggest? Let them freeze to death then leave them out in the yard. I bet they arent in the yard more than a few hours.

He was right. So now they're gone and there arent any rattling bags or little mouse poops or tracks. That makes me happy.

At one of my previous jobs, the boss was totally enchanted by alternative mouse-ridding technology. My favorite was a plastic ramp which you were supposed to hang off of the edge of a wastebasket. The ramp ran to the floor. At the top of the ramp was a flexible "diving board" type thing upon which you'd put the bait. When the mousey type victim ventured out onto the flexible piece, it would fall into the wastebasket.

We never really asked what happened to the mice that fell in, although we were led to believe it worked as a trap. Then, one day, one of the office staff comes in the front door with an odd look on his face, saying "What's the deal with the frozen blue mice out on the lawn?"

Seems that our shop foreman had come in early and found his wastebasket filled with four mice courtesy of the boss's trap. He didn't want them in there, so he reasoned, like Slang, that it was cold enough outside that they wouldn't last long, and they didn't.

He didn't really have a good explanation for why he had spray painted them blue beforehand, though.

Those weren't mice, they were SMURFS!