At 6am Tuesday morning a plane took off destined for Queensland and my brother was on it. Why? Because he is now working on Hamilton Island. So my brother's in Queensland, my dad is in Arkaroola (in the North of the state)...the house is getting quite empty. Just me, my mum and my sister. At least ill get the barbeque shapes to myself.
I must also mention my new addition to the "zoo" I seem to have. The other day while filling up the budgies birdbath I spotted a mouse. Turning the hose to 'jet' I aimed and fired. After about a five minute game of the mouse running around the avairy and me soaking it with the hose, (the budgies didnt seem to care, Walrus the Gentle even stayed on the ground unfussed by the whole mouse and water situation), the mouse ceased to run anymore. On inspection it was still alive but very cold and scared. And it was giving me that look. The one where you cant be angry with it anymore, 'Im actually really nice and cute' look. So I picked it up and put in in a fish tank (minus the water and fish). Back to the birdbath and yet another mouse pokes it head out a hole. By poke I mean struggle out of the hole. It really did look like someone climbing up a cliff, over that last little bit that got you back on flat ground, with your last ounce of energy. So into the tank with the other one. It was touch and go for a while for the second mouse, it really must have come close to drowning in one of the holes. The only movements it made for a while was when I poked it with a stick. A light above the tank though soon got both mice back to stable conditions. So much so that during the night the second mouse was able to escape. I dont know how it got out (can mice jump?) but now there is a mouse in the garage somewhere, much to mums horror. So now I need a name for the mouse.
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"Walrus the Mighty"
His name could be 'Danger Mouse'. And if you find the other one he can be named Penfold, and you can train them to fight against the other mice.
Just caught another one! How many usually live in a family? That makes 3 ive caught in the avairy. The new one is not the one that got away, its bigger.
Danger mouse sounds good. As does Puddin'. Just got to work out if they are boys or girls. Maybe I could train them to protect the budgies from other mice without disturbing them themselves.
And yes, mice can jump. Quite high infact. Probably the equivalent of a human jumping over 5m.
No more Danger, no more Puddin'. They have all escaped. Now I have 3 mice running around the garage somewhere and mum refuses to go in there.
You have to look at a certain aspect just under the tail to tell if they are boys or girls. Boys tend to be bigger though. Also, I have noticed girls are a lot more active than boys (gee, now why does that sound familiar...)
gday sam
i hadnt been to your blog for a while. now ive read up on your life again..
i think your next blog should focus on the changing nature of one day international cricket. i was having a look at the highest individual one day scores and tehre are hardly any from the year 2000 onwards...yet the team scores are getting bigger and bigger.
explain this phenomenon in great detail.
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