Mouse in the chicken feed

The other day when I opened the chicken feed bin I was startled by something brown flinging itself into the air. I shrieked (to my embarrassment) and slammed the door back down. Then I slowly lifted the lid. It was the cutest little brown-eyed field mouse, and it was desperate to get out of the land of plenty and back on the ground. It must have been very well fed. I showed it to Melina, who said "It's so cuuuuuuute!" Jeff happened to be wearing work gloves, so he came over, admired it, scooped it out, and sent it on its way. I can't imagine how it got in the bin in the first place - it would have to jump pretty high, but having owned mice in the past I can attest to their high-jumping abilities.

By the way, this is not the mouse, but it looks a lot like it.