I did something unusual tonight. Unusual for me, anyway. Others' mileage may vary.
I searched for mouse poop. With my hands.
Let me say that again.
I. Searched. For. Mouse. Poop. With. My. Hands.
Why did I do such a thing?
Thanks for asking.
Because I'm a good guy, that's why. Oh, and also because it was too dark to see and somebody doesn't have a flashlight.
Anyway, I found no mouse poop, or any other incriminating evidence. This was a good thing, I think.
I got to be a good guy without the hassle of getting mouse poop on my hands.