We have been looking after two wild mice since they were babies, handed to us all pink and almost hairless, about four days old. They have been with us for two years and eight months, but today the largest of them passed away.
Big Mouse has been ill for some time, carrying large tumours on his back and neck, however despite this indignity and discomfort, he always managed to have a play. Last night he was very tired and whilst he still wanted to come out for a look around, in his own little way he asked to go back to his cage.
He curled up and went to sleep, where he quietly slipped away looking more peaceful than he has done for a long time. He leaves behind his brother (little Mouse) and two distraught ‘keepers’ (we never owned him).
May he rest in peace.