A tale of a Twitter user who rescued a newborn mouse
A Twitter user from the Russian-speaking community living in Germany, with the nickname @virilvi, stumbled upon a half-alive newborn mouse on the road in early October. She initially thought it was a baby wild mouse, but when she saw it moving, she decided to invite this little one into her home.
The universe has a sense of humor, doesn’t it? Because, as you can imagine, what was missing to make me completely happy was, indeed, a mouse! I thought the little one was already gone, but when I tried to move it, it wiggled its little paws, revealing it was alive.
She shared her adorable journey of caring for this tiny creature on her Twitter, documenting the mouse’s growth through photos and enchanting her followers with its cuteness.
Meeting a tiny mouse believed to be half-alive
The Russian-speaking Twitter user shared how she cared for this found tiny mouse.
“After drinking powdered milk, it fell asleep.” It’s growing teeth, whiskers, getting a bit more energetic, and dislikes when I try to clean it with a cotton swab. It eats well, goes to the bathroom regularly, and enjoys scratching and tapping on various things. Its eyes still haven’t opened. We made it through the first day!
She shared, “On the second day, the mouse managed to eat a bit, then slept again, and was very unhappy when I tried to bathe it.”
“The mouse started gradually opening its eyes overnight. It’s growing fur and its belly is getting round. Since it won’t tell me its species, I’m still not sure if it’s a mouse, but this little one seems content.”
“On the third day, it’s fully covered in fur, with open eyes, calmly observing its surroundings.”
Day four update: “This little one has become quite chatty, making squeaky and clicky sounds.”
“It loves sitting in my hand and recently discovered it can sleep in my shirt pocket after meals, so now it regularly uses that pocket.”
“On the fifth day. I still don’t doubt that this little one is a mouse.”
She shared on Twitter, “Of course, mistakes can happen while trying to identify the exact species of a wild animal, but I think I’ll know soon.”
“The concept of self-sufficiency is being embraced with enthusiasm, learning to eat porridge and grains from powdered milk. It eagerly presents its cheeks for feeding.”
On the sixth day, she shared, “I asked everyone to look at how strong this little one’s whiskers are by taking a picture.”
“The baby mouse looks like it’s wearing luxurious fur, sleeps well, and happily enters its little home in my arms. It initially fusses and squeaks for the first two or three minutes (I like to think it’s from the joy of our encounter). It still doesn’t like baths.”
“The baby mouse is living its best life (mostly in dreams). Taking responsibility for something so tiny and fragile is somewhat comforting, especially in these dark times. I’ll keep going.”
“These past few days, the baby mouse has been focused on all its growth, becoming more and more like a mouse in a tiny forest.”
“It strongly dislikes the sound of flowing water and being blown on, but really, who likes that? Once I know its gender, I’ll give it a name.”
She continues to narrate her journey on Twitter. “It panicked hearing the crows outside my window and hid worriedly in my pocket, falling asleep.”
“Sure, its whiskers are still a bit ragged, but well, no creature is perfect. It seems to have overcome all major initial risks, so it should continue growing normally.”
A caption on one of the photos read, “Someone on the internet said you’re just an ordinary mouse, a smelly pest unworthy of love, can you believe that?”
“Excuse me, could you please tell me where to find the seed? It’s that kind of vibe.”
“It watches over my tea parties, eagerly jumps out like a hungry lightning bolt at fallen breadcrumbs, but then doesn’t know what to do with them. So, it just stands there looking confused, then spits them out, and shamefully retreats into my pocket.”
“The mouse’s argument: ‘Take a picture of me proudly like a mouse that sneaked into the grain!'”
“After lunch, it happily rests its belly on my lap. It refuses apples but respects pumpkin and walnuts, and drinks water. Since the mouse seems to regulate its body temperature on its own, I’m planning to stop using the heater soon.”
She reminisces, “Looking at the first photo and now, I finally understand how slim the chances were for this mouse to survive.”
“Many thanks to everyone who empathized and supported us. It’s amazing how everything turned out, and I have no regrets!”
“An innovative invention and fashionable accessory, a detachable pocket for the mouse (secured with a stationery clip attached to my sock). The client is satisfied, and it helps relieve the day’s fatigue.”
Now, the tiny mouse is approaching its third week since discovery.
“Sorry, the model fell asleep. Today’s highlight is the beautifully impressive ears at dusk.”
