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Thursday, November 11, 2010

What happened?

Last thing I remember was crawling up inside this big thing that was warm.  I found some nice pockets to stay in and nestled down to sleep.  It has been getting cold outside and since I have been living in this structure for awhile I found a nice warm thing to stay in.  It seems like a smaller structure then this other one.  Much warmer at least for the past couple of weeks.  The warmth only lasts until the middle of the night.  Sometimes I move out around that time and find a much warmer location.

Last night I found a really warm spot and didn't wake up until I heard this load roar.  It scared me so bad I couldn't move.  So then I got stuck because this thing started moving and it took me for a long trip.  I couldn't take the cold air that was flowing by me for the first little while.  Then I had plenty of heat after that.  When things finally started to slow down, I found a small hole that was letting some of the air into a different area.  I check it out and found it went to an area that had more light.

Being curious, I climbed through and found carpet.  I can't remember the last time I was on a carpet.  It was warm too.  Then I heard some strange noises and found out what it was when I came further into the light.  There was a human being.  He looked a little surprised as was I.  I scurried away, but he chased me all over the place.  Up one thing that looked like a chair and around and under everything else.  I could not find a way out or away from him.

He finally caught me.  I decided to play it safe and not fight.  The next thing I knew he was petting me.  I think he wanted me to calm down.  I was hoping to be let go, so I calmed down.  Then he talked to me softly and put me in a pocket of his jacket.  I didn't know what was going to happen now.  But I found out soon enough.  He took me into a big building and put me in a box and fed me.  This was some nice human being.  He even gave me a name, Bril.  I never had a name like that before.  My family used to call me stone.  I think it was my color.  Bril is a nice name, too.  So now I am stuck in a box in a very well lit room in a big building.  At least he let me see out of his pocket.

1 comment:

  1. I hope you are a clean little mouse and dont get the man I love sick.