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.

Wednesday, March 05, 2008

Photo Essay

where things are at right now.

a pile of clean laundry on my floor.

the amount of reading i need to get done before book club on friday.

holden-the-cat who likes his bag lately more than he likes me.

my sad, lifeless, much-missed broken ipod.

2 Comments:

At 5:57 PM, april47 said...: Oh dear. Clean laundry on the floor!!! I'm surprised that's at the top of your photo essay list. I would have expected to see the book yet to read and the cat yet to be coaxed out at the top. Anyway, the sweaters make a very colorful picture. Make George Bush happy and use your tax rebate to buy a new I Pod. Love.
At 10:54 AM, SAS said...: Well--it wasn't really in order of importance...

City Mouse

Wednesday, March 05, 2008

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