Anyone for mouse kibble?

We were clearing some junk out of our new (to us) shop storage building this morning, when I said, "I'm glad there wasn't a rat under there," at which point a mouse started scurrying around my feet. (No, I didn't scream. Surprisingly, I made very little noise at all.) "Oh, wait. There's a mouse," I said, as I tried to dodge it and it tried to dodge my feet.

"And now you've killed it," my employee informed me.