You two have indeed been very friendly to Mr M. It's fun to make up these kind of stories and they can look pretty cute indeed but having had experience with mouse droppings everywhere ( especially in food ), a mouse running over my face in the night, combined with being a light sleeper, waking up from these sounds all the time ( in different places ), even a mouse gnawing on my bed paws once, I myself prefer not to have them running wild in the place that I'm living. Nevertheless, cockroaches are worse and hearing and then seeing them coming through your ceiling and finding one of them - that's still squiggling the morning after you thought you splattered it with your slipper - is kind of freaky. Hahaha!
Ouch, yeah that sounds rather hardcore. We only found the mouse droppings when we moved out and always had the bedroom door closed to where he had not yet gnawed a hole.
So I guess it's easy for us to coexist with Mr. M. for the time it lasted.
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That makes a difference. Although I know from experience that mice can shrink to tiny sizes to get through holes. Even cats can make themselves way smaller.
There's loads of ( stray ) cats in my village and I count myself lucky not to have any mice in or around my house since the start.