Well, if this is really as serious as you think, how about this? You go into the laundry, toss a blanket or something over the mouse cage without looking. Pick your stuff up, and when you can get somebody over, let them take care of it, and never mind telling you the details. The mouse can be given a proper burial (by somebody else), and you're in the clear. I apologize for seeming callous; I've seen things you don't want to imagine, and there isn't much that can make me sick. I thought you might be kidding or excessively stoned.

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