Today’s story involves a mouse, a man and a woman.
There was a mouse who decided he would make his Winter haven inside a man’s grill. This mouse found insulation for his nest, made it, and then he ran back and forth hundreds of times from the bird feeder in the backyard to the garage squeezing in a teeny hole to get in, running up the grill and then jumping down into it with his stash. He made sure he was well supplied and ready for Winter, collecting for himself to his eyes a mountain of birdseed. Oh, he was set!
Along comes the man to use his grill and when he opened it, he could not believe his eyes. There was not only birdseed in his grill but a now wait, a mouse! Befuddled and angry the man yelled for the woman and told her his plight. He was frazzled and quite upset, for this tiny little mouse threw him a huge curve ball. What did this man decide to do? He returned back inside the house, the woman following to begin a discussion as to how the birdseed along with the mouse got in his grill.
Note: Why discuss a subject that has zero chance getting an answer? Seriously?
The woman, listening to this foolishness for a moment, exclaimed “You’ve got to be kidding!”, rolled her eyes as she headed back outside to figure out how to remove this mouse without injury. Upon closer inspection, she saw how hard this mouse worked and her Compassion came to the forefront while the man meanwhile yelled in frustration. This mouse according to him had no right to be in his grill. Really? Says who?
Turning to the man, the woman strongly informed this man to stop yelling for he was scaring the mouse! None of God’s creatures, no matter how small should be exposed to fear and deliberate hurt, she stated arms crossed on chest and eyes afire. She told the man to let him be so he can have the grill for his Winter home. Oh no, the man fumed, no way no how uh-uh.
Knowing this man the woman understood he would not stop yelling until something was done. So, that grill was taken apart mostly by the woman and that mouse was gently prodded with a stick by the man. That mouse wouldn’t budge. He stood his ground and showed this man he may be small but darn it he was not going to allow a human to dismantle his home. Of course, the man thinking himself better then a mere mouse, continued to shake that mouse down until finally he reluctantly left.
The man then cleaned that grill, getting rid of both nest and birdseed. The woman shed a tear for this poor little mouse and asked God to help him find another Winter home. Little did she know her prayer was heard for the very next day, when this man lifted the lid on the grill,
again birdseed was evident. The woman immediately piped up, “I vote this mouse stays for the Winter and if you wish to grill, use our cooktop grill option.”
A mere mouse had this man apologizing for his outburst and anger the previous day. He conceded. Come Spring, however, eviction notice will be served. There is only so much tolerance a mouse can expect from human beings. Besides, how was this mouse to know that where he found a warm and cozy refuge from the biting cold, that it would create such upset? Of course he didn’t. He’s a mouse.
And so the mouse will happily live in a warm Winter hidey hole.
Sorry, no picture of the mouse.
Photography/ “Warm And Cozy Or Not?” /Oct.2020©AmyRose