Since we adpoted #3 from the shelter, they send me regular emails requesting monetary support and announcing new additions. Since I am a glutton for punishment, I usually browse the pictures of the big eyes and even bigger awkward paws of adorable puppies. (No Lieutenant, I do NOT want another dog. No sir. No way. No how.) Today I realized they had a small animal/misc adoption tab. Being the curious gal I am, I clicked on it, awaiting the floppy ears of bunnies and beady eyes of lizards. I got beady eyes, just not the sort I was assuming. Tell me, why on God's green Earth would they be adopting out mice? MICE! Now, let me just throw it out there that growing up, I had pet mice. One in particluar that I loved dearly and would play with much like the Circus Mouse. Lame, I know but she was damn cute. Anyway, the life expectancy of a mouse is well, short, like 3-5 years short. And I speak from experience when I say that it generally isn't nearly that long. More like 1-2 years.
I don't know why I find it so funny, maybe it is because you can go to the pet store and buy snake food for under a buck and there are no forms to sign. Maybe it's because I would imagine that if you really didn't want a pet mouse anymore, you would just either, er dispose of it or put it outside. Am I cruel? Maybe. But damn if I didn't have good chuckle.
1 comment:
Adopting out mice - really, super duper dumb, considering a lot of people have one too many roaming around their house at night.
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