Oh god the duality of man. I had a rodent infestation, I layed traps even though I hate killing. Snapped it. Thought I got it soon enough to stop infestation. Turns out nest was already made. Found baby mouse, scared, no life skills, can't bring myself to hurt it. Disarm all traps. Catch it with a net. I'm now raising the baby of the creature I killed via trap...I feel bad. It's socializing with me out of desperation, it's so scared and lonely it's taken to me and it's not even been 12 hours yet. It prefers to sit in my hand and be close to me, it's the size of a quarter and the weight of a feather, it is delicate and precious and I feel bad that I had to put my foot down regarding rodents and ending infestations before they begin in this shit hole I love in...but I might have a pet mouse now. Deer mouse I believe. I'll have to get a tank and make a space for it. Proper bedding is heat sterilized soil with alfalfa sprouts so the animal will feel at peace and not go insane from unnatural bullshit.