This is the place to celebrate right? (No they aren't feeder animals. >_>)
Story time! So an acquaintance of mine bought a male mouse she named "Bananas." She tamed him and kept him in her room but didn't expect the smell carried by most male mice. I overheard her wondering how to bath a mouse and I immediately told her I had shampoo for such a thing (She was going to use dish soap so I figured my guinea pig shampoo HAD to be better then that.) and asked her why she might need it. She said she bought a male mouse and that it smelled terrible. She was saying how she was thinking of releasing it if she couldn't get the smell off. I didn't want it to die so I offered to take it off her hands.
What I didn't expect was his friendly disposition. Every day when I went downstairs he would run to the top of his house and stand on his hind legs sniffing for me. When I put my hand in he immediately runs over to it instead of shying away and even lets me pick him up. I have had many mice in my life but this one still amazed me. Half the time when I give him a cheerio he doesn't even eat it immediately because he's excited to see me.
Strange as this sounds I felt a need to repay him for the way he brightened my day so I bought/gave him a mate. Of course I had to separate them right before she gave birth and I obviously can't let them be with each other again unless I'm prepared to care for 20 newborns but hey! Now I have baby mice.
My last mouse to have babies only gave birth to six, but this one had ten!(The mate's name is Butterscotch. She's the yellow mouse hawking over the babies even though there are no mice or predators in the cage.)