RSSHaving allowed Monday’s adventures to slip my mind momentarily, I worried about myself when I heard scratching from the corner of my office. I didn’t check it out. But when it recurred I thought I’d better look into it. Moving the sofa, I spotted one of our small, furry, rodent friends.
The sofa movement naturally scared said rodent away. The posse was called in and we chased it around the office, eventually ending with it running into the skirting board. This animal knows how to outsmart us.
Moments later, as I was preparing to leave the building, Colin informed me that, with the use of The Hat, the gerbil had been retrieved and returned to its natural habitat.
Ownership of the hat has still not been established.
When I was about 10, me and my mum went to the nearby town to buy a hamster. We travelled back in the car, me in the front seat. Then we realised that the recently bought hamster wasn’t in the box when we arrived home. It had gnawed its way through the box and crept into the dashboard of the car. So I spent the rest of the day trying to coax it out. Great fun and merriment was had by all, then we went back for tea and scones.
Taken from Anne Leonard’s Compendium of Childhood Animal Stories (1989), p257.