tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10345672.post2387569599424840594..comments2024-03-28T12:01:41.742+00:00Comments on Nothing To Do With Arbroath: Lonely little mouse finds itself a companionarbroathhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03996975604444089064noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10345672.post-59080473838651117072016-10-09T22:41:29.755+01:002016-10-09T22:41:29.755+01:00Heh heh, how lovely!Heh heh, how lovely!arbroathhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03996975604444089064noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10345672.post-39651155864891001872016-10-09T20:21:11.213+01:002016-10-09T20:21:11.213+01:00There was a mouse in my old flat, I would put food...There was a mouse in my old flat, I would put food out in the same place every night on its own little plate and sit and watch it eat.<br />A lotof people thought it odd but at least that way it wasn't rummaging and weeing in my cupboards.<br />Watching it eat a whole prawn cracker was funny.<br />When i moved out, the lady that moved in, took over the feeding duty and it lived a ripe old age for a mouse..<br />annemarienoreply@blogger.com