grandmum put out poison for the mice in our home. a few days ago i saw one suffering really bad. a baby mouse so i took him out side. i held him for a while. then he passed so i guess he was near death any ways. i then returned him to nature. i dont know why but these mice in our house bring me company. i enjoy watching them and i enjoy seeing them play and eat. i know they can be dangerous but i hate that we have to kill them. i know a couple of months ago i killed two mice my self as only to end there suffering. but why cant we just keep them? rip to the poor baby mouse he had a life ahead of him but taken so early.