Mousey is that you?
Arrgh!
Mousey, I would never hurt you.
Chase you, pounce on you, terrorize you, bat you around, and slobber on you. But never hurt you.
Posted on the one year anniversary of the first sighting of this little guy who came to be known as Parlez Beaucoups, as he wouldn't stop talking, hollering and earnestly trying to communicate something very important. He was in the car port stalking mice for his lunch. It was clear he'd been living off the land, lean and afraid to get near anyone. And that he just might be ready for a new home where hunting mice was for sport, and gifts for mama in her work room. Often. :-)
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