It had not been light for long when I caught my first mouse of the day. I thought to share it with Her, so took it home. But She said "Thank you very much, but I have already had breakfat". Then She asked if I did not feel ashamed of myself killing such a young mouse?
I did not. The younger they are the more juicy and tender, the faster they run, the harder the game.
And this one was sweet. And after feasting I made a nest in the grass, where the rose petals fall, warm, sheltered from wind, and rested.
It was a good mouse.
Silly human! That mouse did not look too young to me! Ernest and I are glad you enjoyed it. We do not get any mice in our apartment here, so we must live vicariously through you.
ReplyDeleteI don't mind them catching mice and eating outside, what I do object to is when they catch them at night and bring them onto your bed and crunch away!!!!!!
ReplyDeleteOh Maurice, that was a good morning of mousing. I am pleased you got to enjoy your mouse, and share the photos with everyone about a good mouse day.
ReplyDeleteI never tasted a mouse before. It looks very delicious.
ReplyDeleteOh we just love that last picture of you in the grass with rose petals!
ReplyDeleteI am loving your posts. Gotta be a cat lover to appreciate these!
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