Monday, November 20, 2006
The Backyard Mouse
It's cold here and so dark again... the sun has not come out once since before Tom left on Friday.
So anyway, into the freezing cold, I stepped outside our door this morning, as usual, to walk to our backyard to fill the birdfeeders. As I filled the first one, I saw something on the ground move so with the bag of birdseed in my hand, I stopped, still, and tried to spy whatever I'd glimpsed.
It was a mouse. A darling little brown mouse whose eyes looked straight up into mine. Then he stood up, shivering, with little hands clasped together as though he were begging me for the birdseed.
Oh my. That little guy warmed my heart and made it sad, too, while he stood there all adorable and shivering like that. We stared at each other a few seconds and then, although I knew it would scare him, I reached inside the bag and scattered bird seed all over the ground for him, rather than just inside the feeders. He scampered away.
And then oh dear.... I so wanted to keep pet mice again! It was his eyes... those trusting, pleading eyes that all my other mice used to have.
Though as I walked back through the icy air, I repeated under my breath, "Just say no to mice. Just say no to mice. Just say NO to MICE!"
But oh my.... that little guy scampered away with my heart today.