Unfortunately, today when I went home for dinner, she was doing that again: She was so sore that she even let me pat her as she nestled under her litter (I've never tried to hand-train her, though she does take food from one's fingers). I gave her fresh food, offered her some of her favorites right next to her nose: She wiggled her snout a little, but wouldn't eat. She came out a little later, and I gave her a slice of apple. That got her appetite going - she ate a big piece of apple! - but she's not doing very well. Here's hoping she gets better by tomorrow again.
Isn't this silly? Getting so attached to a mouse? But she's lived with me for more than two years now. I'm going to cry and cry when she dies, and I don't want it to be for a while yet.
Be kind to rodent-Americans for a while, okay?