really gross mouse story.
A number of years ago I had a labor day backpack trip into the Sewards. On the way to the trailhead I hit Stewarts and got a quart of chocolate milk. Then I spent some time at the Corey's summer trailhead orginizing the gear and sipping on the milk.
The trip started with the milk not finished so I left it in the van. When I returned from the woods I was loading the gear and saw the milk container. I thought about the weekend temps, that weren't too warm, and thought the milk might be okay. As I was raising the continer to my mouth, I saw a speck of black inside the containers and thought it was probably mold. So I went to pour out the milk and a dead mouse difficultly passed out the opening in the top of the container. As this was the only food in the van, he had drown after woeming his way into the container.
I thought he jumped into the unwatched open door...or more likely there was a hole somewhere. I never had another mouse in car problem.
My fondness in chocolate milk was not phased by the experience.