City Mouse

"That thing is a trap," said City Mouse. "The minute you touch the cheese something comes down on your head and you're dead." The little Country Mouse looked at the trap, and at the little City Mouse. "If you'll excuse me," he said, "I think I will go home. I'd rather have barley and grain to eat in peace than have sugar and dried prunes and cheese and be frightened to death all the time!" So the little Country Mouse went back to his home, and there he stayed all the rest of his life.

Tuesday, January 23, 2007

Afterthoughts

P.S. Someone remind me of that happy post when I am in the midst of tech-ness next week.

P.P.S. I also cleaned my room last night. I can see the floor again. And my aunt was here visiting, so everything else in the house was suddenly clean as well.

City Mouse

Tuesday, January 23, 2007

Afterthoughts

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