For a day that started out well, this one's sure ending badly. I was in the garage with the main door open. The light was dim, so at first I thought the clump on the floor where the door hits the concrete was a leaf. Then I realized it was a mouse. Not the baby mouse you see here, but likely its mother. Squashed. Flat. Gruesomely. And fairly recently probably when I came home from work.
Then I noticed baby mouse, just sitting there in the open in the garage, not far away. I took some pictures of it, until it scampered away, out the door.