She Kept A Parrot
A Journal For Charlie
The Mouse House
This is the Mouse House
This is The Mouse
This is the sunroof on The Mouse House
(Not to be confused with a Whack-A-Mole Hole)
This is Charlie playing with The Mouse
Who is not a mouse at all.
He’s an elderly gentleman by the name of
Charlie II (That’s spelled, too).
He hails from Russian royalty, you know.
The Russian Winter White Dwarf Hamster clan.
This is The Mouse checking out the weather.
This is The Mouse out for a stroll.
This is The Mouse answering the door.
Somebody knocked?
This is The Mouse discussing weighty mouse matters with Charlie.
No, he did not attend the Olympics.
His country is very cold and he is very old.
This is The Mouse listening for applause.
This is a picture of The Mouse’s housemate.
The Evil One (aka Old Biter)
In the wee hours of a morning not so long ago,
Old Biter made a big, soft bed of wood chips.
Snuggled down in the very middle of it.
And croaked.
Goodbye, Old Biter.
🙂
42 Comments on “The Mouse House”
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She Kept A Parrot 
This is so cute! I’ve visited before and it always makes me smile 🙂
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Hey, Lady! I think I accidentally unfollowed you for a bit. I think my clunky fingers hit the wrong spot on my iPhone, and just like that…your blog was gone. 😦 It’s not the first time I’ve done that to a favorite blogger and friend, I’m sorry to say! Anyway, I’ve been playing catch up and your comments are off. I didn’t even know you could do that!! Your rose shots are fabulous, I love the vintage look, and the tiger!!! Oh my goodness. You are amazing. I’ll try again tomorrow to access your comments. Hope all is well, George!!
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Hi, Elisa. My replies on the Mouse got all screwed up somehow. I have to fix the order. I closed comments on all of my posts. I am having trouble with my familial tremor recently, and I can’t use the mouse well enough to keep up. I love talking to everybody who visits, but I feel guilty if I don’t visit and comment on everybody’s posts. I don’t have ten or twenty years to write this journal for Charlie. I feel pressured to do it as quickly as I can because I know that the tremors will only increase. The only thing I could think to do was to close comments, as much as I hated to do it. I will try to visit as many people as I can. Everybody has been so receptive to my posts and so very kind to me. I appreciate that more than anybody probably understands. I just couldn’t justify continuing to post often and appear to ignore everybody who is so attentive to me. Thank you always, Elisa, for your friendship. You are truly one of the beautiful people, as we used to say! 🙂
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Hi George. Sorry you tremor has been acting up, I can’t imagine how frustrating that must be, especially for someone like you who is so engaged and active. I wish I lived closer so I could help. You would dictate, and I’d type. And then you would whack me on the back of the head every time I make a type-o, which is often! Blogger is both a gift and a challenge. We’ve been traveling a lot to visit our daughter, and I find just taking my eyes off the page for a moment and I get so behind…so much pressure. So I understand why you closed your comments. All is good, I was just making sure everything is okay. A big hug to Charlie from your blog friends, we’ve all grown to love him! Keep on keeping on, George!
Love,
Elisa 🙂
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Maybe the last Comment I’ll be sending you, George – see my email, and go well! This is a wonderful story. Adrian
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What a sweet little house, George. RIP Old Biter. 🙂
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OMG, an ode to a mouse. I love it. Your photos are fantastic. Who needs a doll house when you’ve got a mouse house?
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I am (not) sorry to have heard about the demise of the evil one. 🙂
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“Goodbye, Old Biter” reminds me of Goodnight Moon – you tell it like it is, with charm and humor and no holds barred. 🙂
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Another (along with the one about dead (dried) plants) in your wonderful series. I like these little stories, told in ‘tell-it-like-it-is’ prose. Keep ’em coming. We’ve gone from cold and snowy to mild and soaking wet … this is bound to bring lambing season (which is much overdue now) on! D
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A cute lil mouse tale 🙂
LOL on the sunroof. Definitely don’t want to confuse it for a whack-a-mole hole.
{Hugs}
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I knew you’d appreciate the whack-A-Mole hole reference. 🙂 Thanks, RoSy! Hugs back!
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Sorry about Old Biter. The Mouse House is cute. So are all the critters in this story (even Old Biter, although the biting was probably anything but cute).
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Hi, Robin. No, the bite was painful and drew blood. He would assume his fighting position and attack whatever came near him. I had to handle him with a leather glove. They have very sharp teeth. They are cute, sweet little things generally though. Glad you liked the mouse tale. Thanks for stopping by to visit us. 🙂
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Sorry about ol’ biter but the mouse house is great. It appeal to my sense of quirky fun 🙂
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Hi, Marie. The little hamsters are fun. And soft and sweet little things too, unless you happen to get a mean one. They bite like needles poking through the skin and draw blood too. Old Biter was a mean one. We don’t miss him much, although he was fun to watch since he was the active one. Thanks for stopping by to visit! 🙂
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Loving the story – cute creatures:)
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Glad you liked the story. The little dwarf hamsters really are cute. BTW, do you have a name, Craves? Chuckle…
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Are these little guys new or are they old pics of Mickey and Minnie? I love seeing Charlie’s sweet hands.
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Charlie named them Charlie and Madison. Madison being the biter, of course. I called the mean one, “Old Biter”. Charlie is so gentle with the little thing. I guess it is going to live forever. It looks fine. I hope it’s warmer in Denton now!
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You’ve used the light in such a magical way to tell your mouse story, George. I love this little Charlie II, I hope he defies the odds and triples his lifespan!
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I’m sure he will live longer than his expected lifespan! My luck! 😉 Actually, he’s no trouble at all, and he’s a gentle, sweet little mouse. Charlie likes to play with him sometimes. I laughed at Mouse when he took over after the Biter died. Suddenly, he was no longer reclusive and came out of his igloo to play and run on the wheel. He got really plump too. The food was disappearing suddenly. I knew he could’t eat that much. A few days later, when I cleaned the house, I found it inside his igloo sleeping house! That fat little thing hauled his buffet right up to his bed! Now, that’s thinking ahead! 🙂 Chuckle…
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Lovely mouse story, George! That is the beautiful house for the cute mouse 🙂
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Hi, Amy! Charlie built the house with building blocks one day in the pergola. This little fellow is calm and sweet, so Charlie likes to play with him. These little dwarf hamsters are great pets for kids. I’m glad you enjoyed the little tale. Thanks for stopping by! 🙂
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I had these in my preschool classroom one year. Then there was an incident which resulted in a newborn who only had three legs. I gave them away and kept the injured fella; I called him Tripod. I never knew they only lived for a year… If I had known that fact, then perhaps I wouldn’t have been so stunned when he ‘suddenly’ died. I felt so guilty when he died. Now I feel better!
Thanks for an adorable post, and the enlightenment, George.
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My daughters would love holding this little creature.
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Come on, mama, get a mouse for them! They’d love it. They are so soft and sweet, but be sure to hold the mouse BEFORE you buy it! 😉 They are no trouble at all if you buy a hard plastic house for it. Totally washable and see-through and clean. With three floors and a tube to climb up. The see-through plastic running wheel is mounted on the outside and you can watch the mouse run around. Beats the heck out of the old wire cages that were dirty and hard to clean. These are Dwarf Russian Winter White hamsters. The size of a little mouse. Thanks for stopping by, Colline.
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Reblogged this on Deviajesymundo and commented:
La casa de Charlie, el ratón !
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So adorable ! the pictures are wonderful ! very, very nice post ! 🙂
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Hi, Maria! I loved the post on Caral. And the church. I read about the phenomenally sophisticated and advanced societies of the early Americas in “1491: New Revelations of the Americas Before Columbus” (Charles C. Mann). There were urban centers more sophisticated and larger than any European city of the time. Fascinating history. Thanks for the visit and the re-blog. Your photographs and narratives are superb! 🙂
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Hi George ! Thank you so much for writing and for all your likes in my blog. I find yours super ! and i like it so much. I will try to make my future posts in English too.Thanks again for your nice visit. Regards 🙂
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this was so fun! the mouse house is cute, and the mouse adorable! thanks for setting a light mood! z
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Hi, Zeeb! Your connection must have gotten faster! 🙂 Thanks. Glad you enjoyed the mouse tale. And thanks for stopping by. I know how difficult it is to visit with a slow Internet connection!
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ha! i worked til four thirty this morning. the wee hours are the only ‘reliable’ ones for internet = meaning that an email will load, photos will upload, and the notification drop-down works! i make little side trips while uploading and enjoy posts.. it’ was great to see yours!!! z
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Looks like a mouse… cute, no matter what.
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Hi, Victor. He’s tiny and old and cute. They don’t live much more than a year or so. How in the world do I get dwarf hamsters and all kinds of little critters at MY house? Chuckle. There is only one dog at Charlie’s house, and he races over here as soon as they bring him home from work. I never knew that critters found me so very charming… Hope all is well in KSA! 🙂
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Poor Charlie II… it’ll be a lonely life without ol’ biter…
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I don’t think he misses Old Biter. He came into his own when he found himself king of the castle. He was reclusive when he had the housemate. Now, he’s fat and marches around being in charge. Chuckle… This post is for Charlie. I should have made it private. (Actually the entire blog is for Charlie to remember…)
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sweet poetic story of Mouse and Biter, does old Mouse need another companion (not the biting kind)? he looks quite content with his luxurious house and Charlie … whimsical and touching dear George 🙂
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Thanks, Christine. No, old Mouse is perfectly fat and sassy by himself. He blossomed after Old Biter left him. Biter was bossy. Mouse is sweet. Biter actually drew blood when he attacked. I had to keep a leather glove nearby to handle him. Charlie built the play house with blocks one day when he was playing in the pergola. The Mouse seemed perfectly content to run in and out of it. That amused me, so I snapped a few photos of him. He’s so fast that I could hardly keep him in the frames long enough to snap!
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so beautiful house….nice post
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Thank you, Komarov. Glad you enjoyed the mouse story! 🙂
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