I swear, this is just how the mouse was presented.
This next picture is slightly odd. Our cat Puck brought us a different mouse. The Mrs scooped it up with a small garden shovel and flipped it over the sea wall into the blackberry bushes (where most of these guys end up). The only thing – it got caught on a overgrowth down the path. It hit a thorn and stopped in mid air. I almost died laughing.