This post first came out on Tuesday, August 21, 2007
A short while ago Au was trotting around the house with a tiny field mouse in his mouth. He disappeared into the garden, came home later without it, and we assumed the poor little thing had been dispatched.
Then he brought it in again, but through one thing and another it escaped. Then he caught it for a third time.
When the house tiger brings in the same catch three days running, we begin to ponder the existence of the recyclable mouse. Or perhaps Au wants a pet?
And here they are: Au and his pet mouse.