Because Hampsters are illegal in Hawai

I bought two mice a year and a half ago. The store said they were both female, but as it turns out one of them was a male. I didn't figure it out until the first eleven babies were born, and by then, the next eleven had already been conceived. Luckily the store took them all back (along with the troublesome impregnater.) I kept one of the girl babies.



They don't have names. I simply call them "the fertile one" and "the result", and to be honest I can't tell which is which anymore.




If you can't tell, this is a picture of a mouse's butt. The mouse who it belongs to is fleeing from my presence. This is mostly what I get from these two. They aren't the friendliest.

I heard that the cedar bedding gives them respiratory difficulties that can lead to an early death. That's why I always get that kind. It hasn't worked so far. The thing is, I'm really hoping they die before I have to move in January. I don't know what I'm going to do with them if they don't.