There is, however, a risk of lockjaw if you got bitten by one. Or, perhaps, prodded one with a too-short stick to see if it was actually dead.... Yeah, not one of my brighter moments. And this was outside, too - there was really no reason for me not to be minding my own business. Stupid mouse seems to have a broken foot, to my untrained eye, which explains why it was still in the place I'd flung it long enough for me to stick it in a coffee can, chuck some french fries after it. If it starts frothing at the mouth or anything, or *I* do, I'll get somebody to kill it properly and check out its brains. But I'm pretty sure that, like the other mice in the area, it's not a rabies risk.
And unless somebody in the area is desperate to make a wild mouse with a broken foot (but probably not rabies!) a pet, I guarantee, I don't care enough to keep it alive. Thing *bit* me! (Mind, it was scared, but that's not the point)
And unless somebody in the area is desperate to make a wild mouse with a broken foot (but probably not rabies!) a pet, I guarantee, I don't care enough to keep it alive. Thing *bit* me! (Mind, it was scared, but that's not the point)