Newborn Mouse Found On Floor Now Sleeps Inside A Sock
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I felt bad for him because he was the only mouse left in the terrarium in the store. My mother freaked out and said I should "take him back," but there was no way - and I'd already had frogs and turtles. He was a cute little guy, he had a cage with a wheel that he loved, but I could take him out and pet him and let him run around.
I named him Franklin D Roosevelt, "Frank" for short, and when I went away to summer camp, my grandmother, another "animal person," would "mouse sit" for me and she took a darling photo of him eating his morning blueberry. 
When I went away to school, I took him with me. At my boarding school we weren't allowed pets, but I could easily hide his cage in my closet. I had him halfway through my first year in college, they were fine with me bringing him there. He was probably my favorite pet along with my dogs... 
I hope the little mouser has a happy, comfortable life! Thank you to his mommy!