Mice

Good one Uma. That made me laugh.
It all started going wrong long before that though. In its cage it had an exercise wheel thingie and as I kept it in my bedroom because of the cats, who'd scratch at the door trying to get in the room, it was kept on the window-sil. During the night I'd hear, yoing yoing yoing, rattle rattle, yoing yoing yoing. Round and round it went, forever onward, like a sales force into the night. Drove me up the wall it did as its return to fitness had become like a drug to it. Endorphins raging, on and on, yoing yoing rattle rattle, into the early hours. Sleep was now at a premium and I was glad to see it go. With muscles rippling and now the size of a hamster, I was I admit, a bit scared of it, so were the cats and conspicuous by their absence when the cage was carried ceramoniously down stairs and into the car. When it bit me I swear that I actually levitated. Those swami types have nothing on me!

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[Silver]

Oh glenos ! That is rich~* (I got bit by a parakeet once and had the same effect!)

OMG a parakeet. That on a different level... about five feet!

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[Silver]

I gotta tell ya, I laughed so hard at your story. Oh god!

(You should tell 'em more often~(

[Uma]

wish you'd taken a picture of it glenos - I'd love to see a muscular mouse (maybe not in my house)

[Uma]

one time I found a very fat mouse in our cellar...and a package of flax seeds very empty

[sound]

~Worry is today's mice nibbling on tomorrows cheese~