New pet?

I didn't want a new pet. I especially didn't want a new baby mouse. But somehow I have one. I went over to the local Veterinarian's office to pick something up, and the receptionist showed me this wee little orphan mouse. They had found it in a nest with several dead litter mates. If I didn't take it, they were going to put the tiny thing outside. In the cold. Alone. With no mama. Needless to say it came home with me. I named her Twinkle and she is stinking cute, I am here to tell you. She drinks kitten formula out of an eyedropper and weighs as much as bit of eider down. As new pets go, this one is pretty low impact. And high on the adorableness.