Monday, January 9, 2012

Mouse, Mice, Thrice

We used to get more mice in winter, and our cats were better hunters, but I felt so badly for the first one they cornered, I actually scooped it up and walked it all the way to High Park so that it might live out its life in a more pastoral setting.
     The night of the second mouse was particularly cold, and it was all I could do to cross the street and release it in the remains of the school’s vegetable garden.
     The third woke me up and I’m sorry to say, but I flushed it down the toilet.

Image based on a photo by Laurie LeClair.

1 comment:

  1. *hee-hee*

    Sorry-but the wee blighters have given me a run for my money. I tried reasoning with them.....but sometimes ya gotta do what ya gotta do........!

    Thanks for the smile!


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