The snow started, my boots were still in the garage...thank you procrastination... I made my way to the garage for boots, and discovered a mouse had fancied my boarder boots for his new home. It did not bode well with me. Thank goodness for well hidden Sorrels. Aha! I didn't even know what I was going to be grateful until just this second! I am grateful for boots the mice didn't find! (I am not happy to be without my boarder boots and will be ordering new ones in the morning - drat!).
This is Creators fat little creature that invaded my garage...and believe me, when I found him, I was very grateful his heart had slowed from the cold and he was unable to move....forgive me if I don't find him cute...he lived in my boots!
This time next year, I will be grateful for Rubbermaid.
hehe, you lost your boots, but this little guy lost his home... and his life?
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He died content, with a full belly and fast asleep. Well actually, I can't really be certain he's dead. He was, I think, in hibernation mode, I simply folded the bag over and put it in the garbage can with all the food and boots he had gotten into. For all I know, he could wake up the happiest mouse on earth!
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