Mister Guy heard something in the bushes behind the log. He went over and got in professional hunter position for the big boned - meaning he basically lay down and stared at the bush. I was eating yogurt and watching.
When finished, I put my yogurt pot down and went up behind Mister to try to see what he was looking at. But all I could see was bush!
So I dashed indoors to grab some gardening stuff. When I returned, Mister was sitting in front of the log and looking very focused on his paws. I said "Mister, what have you got there?!" I brushed his paws sideways and there in front of my eyes, quite terrified, was a little brown mousy! A tiny BABY brown mousy!
I quickly scooped him into my yogurt pot and went to get my camera!
After taking these pictures, the baby brown mousy leapt out of the yogurt pot and ran off.
So I put my yogurt pot down on the ground and resumed sitting on the log.
Well Mister was quite confused about where his take-out disappeared to!!!
He looked...
He sniffed!
He came 'round and sniffed some more!
He listened!
He poked!
He prodded!
Right paw in!
Left paw in!!
Hmm, that's very strange! Maybe it's over here?!!...
He enlisted a search team. Buster happily assisted.
Mister checked out the string...
Then he stuck his paw inside the middle of the string. Mousy?! Mousy?! Are you there?
Finally, after about 20 solid minutes of searching EVERYWHERE, Mister went to sleep under the chair. No mousy to-go today :(
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