I went outside this morning and found a little mouse sunbathing on the back porch.
I am going to keep him and call him squeaky.
He doesn't move around much, but thats good, as I don't have a cage for him yet.
I wuv my new widdle mouse friend.
At 65, I’ve cashed in my chips, sold the Triumph, and signed up for the quiet life. This blog is a collection of observations from a man who no longer has to set an alarm clock or answer to anyone but his own common sense. I post when the mood strikes—which, historically, is once every 2,920 days.
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