Do not, by any means, give a mouse a cookie. I promise you, the children's book lied to you. I mean, have you ever seen a mouse wearing overalls? No, you have not. Mice would wear male rompers, while rats, the subway pizza-draggers, might present themselves in rugged denim overalls. The rats do the hard work, and often times do it completely solo. Mice are frail. They never seem to get into the nitty-gritty of the world, they hide away in warm walls. If I needed to pick up a day-worker. It would be a rat. Well, if of course, I was a rodent in the business of manual employment.