Jumping trying to flee away out and over the raised boundary, while I sat cleaning, scrubbing the mustard oil on thee floor. I had to constantly watch him and pat n clap to let it not come any closer to me. After few minutes of him struggling, I made him a cardboard runway. He kept slipping unable to climb. While I was still in the process of thinking to convert the runway into a staircase, I watched him climb and take a para glide jump & flee.
Its been three days and this tiny lil one has been enjoying to and fro in this house temple of mine. I have been feeding him with tiny piece of cucumber. He seems to be happy about it. He follows me , as if he either could smell my odor, hear and see my footsteps when I am there, and follows me every inch I move. I have to careful not to step on thee. He happily climbed on my feet yesterday and I had to shook him away. The first thing I do when I enter is to put all the lights on and check his placement before I make any moves. I often find him strolling by with his raised head, while I am chanting my prayers, and ringing my bells. He has mistakenly presumed me to be his parent/guardian/caretaker, no offence to that. Everything and everyone in the world seeks for a company to be with else thy shall be a lonely soul. Whatever this relationship be for how little is beautiful and unconditionally accepted. I did not see him this evening. Wondering where thee wandered.
I guess all the petite little things surround me, in-sync , tuned to my big hollow brilliance in disguised overweight n heavy burdened piled nuances of life. This so called habitat-ed Hamlin is my world now. Hell or heaven thy be.
I am not sure if you could callme a "Mouse Infested Pied Piper" I seldom live in and overrun to an unwanted degree of a troublesome state of affairs now and then. Thank God there are no Sharks that infested the coastline. There ain't no coastline either. Else I would have been in deep trouble. Would be difficult to flee thee. No natter how numerous everything & anything undesirable or troublesome it might be or not. You see I am a soft hearten one, caring that infests the day & night. Getting harassed n harnessing thee, finding company - Anonynous