So here she is... Sugar... still alive and kicking. Treated to a variety of fruits and nuts and living well inside her little home. Lots of love from kids and an occasional "walk" in the clear plastic rodent ball around the living room. Growing bigger and stronger each day by the hand of our loving family.
The scene cuts to a dark and cold basement where I caught one of Sugar's brethren this morning. Found him with his tiny, field-mouse head stuck in a plastic mouse trap --- slaughtered like a common criminal --- by those same hands. Ouch, that's gotta hurt! In fact, true criminals of the human variety fair far better than this as evidenced by the Gitmo trials ongoing in NYC -- ridiculous, but a political debate for another day.
Such is life, I guess. Though it may not always be fair, life is good.
3 comments:
Look at the bright side. When Sugar becomes a nuisance, you have plenty of experience now with that spring-loaded decapitator.
Sugar's eyes freak me out.
I bet Sugar would love to crawl into the cushions of your new Savannah davenport and get sick on flame-retardant foam and lost M&Ms. Keep an eye on 'er.
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