Sometimes I horrify myself. So last night, I thawed out two mice for Maizey. It's her second meal of two adult mice- she'd been eating two small adults, then one big adult, then finally got down two adults, and had a shed last week, so didn't eat. Thawed the mice in a bowl of hot water, then dried them on a paper towel, then dumped them into her feeding box, so I wouldn't have my scent on them, or theirs on me, then placed Maizey in the box, then tried to find her a dark place to eat, since her usual spot, the washing machine, was in use. Later, BF had placed cave lights that were being charged on the paper towels, so they didn't get thrown away. This morning, I made crockpot chicken and dumplings. I used a wooden spatula to stir it. And set it in a glass of water to soak. When I got home from work, I had to add the dumplings and milk to the crockpot. There, on the counter, on the mouse paper towel, is the spatula! Good thing I remembered what the paper towel had been used for...But what a close call!!