Early this morning Bebe called me to the door. Come quick mum! Something is out there. Sounds like someone walking on our steps. I ran to the door, my heart pounding... Are you expecting anyone mum? No, I said.... shall we peek? Bebe was waiting with anticipation, (and a little fear) I slowly opened the door and what did we find on the steps? This wee little sleeping mouse with this note below.... Dear Bebe
Please take care of my son Jock... He lost his mother and I cannot take care of him myslelf. I know you are not a grown up mouse, but you have mum there with you... When we met on the streets of Paris last summer, we had such a great time together. I knew we would be friends forever.. He is a good little mouse and very quiet. He knows a few words in French and English and will keep you in stitches with his sense of humor..
Thank you my dear Bebe, I am putting my trust in you.. Please bring Jock to Paris whenever you can to visit me.
Merci cher ami
Amour,
Pierre
Of course we took him in, how could we not? Bebe has already made a little place for him to stay..
Jock is available on Ebay... He measures 2".. Sculpted of Cernit, hand applied grey wool.. If you wish, you may visit his auction here
Thank you all for visiting.
Blessings,
Penny
