a mouse in the house

I love our cats.  I really do.  I don’t love when they bring their toys in the house though.  Bo brought in this little guy to play with.  When we realized he was still alive we bundled him up and took him outside.  P tended to him until he was sufficiently recovered to run off.

P said he loved him and wanted to keep him.  I explained that he was a wild mouse and would hate living in a cage.  P said that he felt the same way on his first day of 1st Grade but he got used to it.  So, wouldn’t the mouse get used to it?  hmmm.  I think my argument there would be that P hasn’t really adjusted to school yet.  He’s still a little wild.

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