So the boys came flying inside the other day, yelling for me and talking very fast. Once I got them to take a deep breath I got the following story out of them…
Apparently they were sitting on the swing when a mouse climbed up Jack’s back and hopped on Rory’s head. What???! Wait it gets better, the mouse had suckling babies attached to her.
I went outside to investigate. What mouse climbs up people and runs around with nursing babies attached to her? I walked over to the swing and sure enough found a tiny baby mouse with it’s eyes still closed in the cushion. I had Jack pick it up and put it near the woodpile that the Mother disappeared into.
He was all set to start looking into raising a baby mouse. I told him we have more than enough mice in the house. Eventually a mouse came and got it. We hope it was the Mother…
When T came home he solved the mystery. Apparently the cushion the boys sat on contained a mouse nest and the frantic Mother was trying to save her babies. T cut open the cushion and found yet another baby mouse. We returned that one to the woodpile as well… We then threw out the cushion.