Blair P. Houghton wrote:
> I had a mouse.
>
> He was living in my kitchen for a week or so.
>
[snip]
>
> Maybe the rabbits will adopt him before the snakes and
> coyotes do.
>
> --Blair
> "This ain't no Habitrail."


very funny story. i had a mouse. he knew all the tricks: we captured him
with glue. sorry for being cruel but i told my husband either him or
me... i was ready to move back to my mother. i adopted a cat
immediately. never had any more mice.

your story reminds me of a catch my cat did when i was living in an
apartament on the ground floor. he chased inside what seemed to be an
extremely large rat. We were watchig tv in the evening and i saw with
the side of my eyes a large mouse-like figure entering from the open
window, followed by my cat in a evident state of agitation.

i tought screaming very loud and repeatedly was the best thing to do at
the moment. my husband (scared as hell) didn't think so.... anyway, he
chased the orrible thing and at a closer look he discovered it was a
young opossum. he captured the thing and freed him in the garden outside
with great disappointment of my cat. the next day i saw the creature
hanging by the tail from a plant outside eating the flowers. looked at
me and ... well was not that ugly afterall....

ciao, anna maria


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