I found a baby mouse in my hallway today. I’m not sure how it made it that far from its mother; it was moving pretty slowly. I saw the trail it made through the drywall dust in the partially finished bedroom in our house, so I placed it back in the hole it came out of. I can only hope its mother finds it. As much as I would have loved to take care of it, I live with a wonderful little kitten named Gizmo. He didn’t pounce on the mouse when he saw it, but I don’t see them becoming fast friends…
