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Post by easttex on Jul 14, 2015 10:38:30 GMT -5
As expected, things were pretty loud yesterday, with all the holes drilled into the concrete. Peppy really didn't like the strange people outside his window, so I kept the drapes closed and he dealt with it all pretty well. As the crew was finishing up, I was called outside to see a pitiful looking baby mouse looking terribly lost on the porch. Then I found a second one. They didn't look so good, so I brought them inside.
Their eyes are open, and I understand they should be able to eat solid food. I gave them peanut butter, cereal, cheese, and bird seed. They didn't seem interested so I also tried making a thin gruel out of Harrison's mash and giving it via syringe, but still no interest. I was surprised to find them both alive this morning. We'll see how it goes. You try so hard to keep these guys outside of the house, and here I am bringing them inside, but what are you going to do?
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Post by aaron on Jul 14, 2015 10:47:01 GMT -5
Haha oh no... I would have brought them inside as well. I'm surprised they aren't interested in any of those food options!
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Post by Jan and Shah on Jul 14, 2015 17:07:47 GMT -5
Yep, I would have done the same. I have a small rat living somewhere in the house. I have a live animal trap which he never seems to go into. I plan to release him in the backyard where, no doubt, he will find his way back into the house again. But I just cant bring myself to kill him.
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Post by Jan and Shah on Jul 14, 2015 17:09:21 GMT -5
BTW, the rat is nowhere near the birds - he wont be able to get to them from where he is.
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Post by easttex on Jul 14, 2015 18:28:27 GMT -5
I'm told what they need is kitten formula, so that's what we're working on now. They don't seem to be getting the hang of the eye dropper, so I don't know if they'll make it very long. I did get one poop out of each of them. You have to help them by rubbing them with a q-tip dipped in warm water. I'm trying to be a good mouse mom, but I think I'm not doing very well.  |
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Post by biteybird on Jul 15, 2015 3:13:16 GMT -5
You're doing better than we would - I'd try to save them (but fail) and my hubby hates mice and would probably put them in a container and put it in the freezer.
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Post by siobhan on Jul 17, 2015 14:47:20 GMT -5
I successfully raised a baby mouse and kept him for quite a while until one day when I was cleaning his tank and he ran up my arm and escaped. I fed him commercial pet mouse food (gourmet blend, LOL) from Petsmart. But he was probably a couple of weeks old when I rescued him. He'd fallen into an empty wastebasket somehow and couldn't get out. He never got tame, unlike my pet store mouse, Henry, who loved to nap under my hair. Clyde was the only bird who reconciled himself to mouses in the house. He would ride my shoulder in to visit Henry and would look at him but I wasn't allowed to pick Henry up while Clyde was on my shoulder. I could only talk to him and possibly reach in to stroke him.
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Post by easttex on Jul 17, 2015 19:16:04 GMT -5
My two have made it this far. They're not eating hard food yet, but they do seem to like softened fruity bird pellets. And grapes. I'm going to have to determine the sex soon. I read that they can start breeding as early as four weeks. I don't suppose they share our cultural taboo against incest.  |
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Post by siobhan on Jul 18, 2015 12:24:19 GMT -5
Boy mice are quite obviously boy mice and fairly early, too. Not to get too graphic, but trust me, there was never any doubt that Henry was a boy mouse. LOL If they're both boys or both girls, you might be able to leave them together, though even sibling boys might get testy with each other as they mature. Two girls will probably be all right.
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Post by easttex on Jul 18, 2015 13:42:27 GMT -5
Got it! Do you remember how early you could tell Henry was a boy? Or did he come to you fully equipped...
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Post by siobhan on Jul 18, 2015 14:44:32 GMT -5
I'm pretty sure he was mostly an adult when he moved in, but one day very soon after he joined the family, he was running on his wheel and I saw his little dangly proof quite clearly. Because he darned near stepped on them climbing onto the wheel. LOL The wild mouse was probably a month old or so when I was sure.
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