I used to get them frozen too, but I think that idea freaks out the wife even more. I remember they even used to sell cute little 6 packs called "Mice on Ice" with little ice skating cartoon mice on the label. That part was kinda funny, in a morbid sorta way. Even better was in college when I once made the stupid decision to store mice in a popsicle box and freaked out a roommate. He yelped, dropped the box, and little frozen plastic-wrapped mice flew everywhere.
