a tisket a tasket

Phil had this basket under the porch. It contained various bones, antlers, and fibers for cordage and crafts. A mouse found it a perfect site to construct a nest.
But, because we're mean (and scared of hanta-virus), we evicted him. But not without first telling him how cute he is and what a nice house he had made.


Sandy said...

Because I know you, I am very certain that you DID lend such encouraging words to that little mouse. You are very kind to rodents, I don't believe that "mean" bit for one second...

abigail said...

Thanks to this post's title, I've been singing that song all day, but only the part I know, which lasts about ten seconds...over and over and over and over.

My girls thank you.

Au revoir, Mouse!