2007-05-10

sovay: (Lord Peter Wimsey)
There was no deer mouse under the mixing bowl this morning, nor did his cousins manifest and demand recompense.

My brother calls me up to let me know, as a sort of yardstick before he tells our parents, that he has acquired a mouse.

Her name is Experiment 6. She is a white lab mouse whom he saved from the short desolate life of snake food; she has a little plastic wheel on which she races like a hamster and he reports that she is ruby-eyed and affectionate. He would bring her home, except that my mother, who is allergic to every kind of fur, would stop breathing as surely as if she were a cat. So either I will have to wait until he has an apartment this summer or I should visit in the next couple of weeks before I can meet her. It's a little sad; it's rather sweet; I tell him to send photographs.

Apollo Smintheus laughs and eats my pear cake.
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