The other day we bought a white feeder mouse for 2.99. We chose a female because the males’ testicles are disproportionately large and I found them disturbing. She had red eyes which I think is caused by a lack of pigmentation, but Liam’s girlfriend says that it meant she was blind. I don’t think she was blind though—if she was she must have an extremely heightened sense of hearing or smell because she certainly avoided the iron grasp of the Petco employee for a solid two to three minutes. I named her Mirabelle and we set her free in the woods of an industrial park in Mansfield. She probably died within two hours, but we gave her a chance at life. At least she had a chance.
