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Wednesday, September 07, 2005

Mouse in the House

Once again, we had a mouse get in the house last night. This morning Natalie was playing with her trains on the floor of the living room. It is one of those battery powered Thomas the train sets. Anyway, let me tell you what happened:

Sir Topham Hatt had given Thomas a new job today. Thomas was very happy. He was just talking with his other friends about how he never gets to try anything new. Thomas has had the same route for years. Sir Topham Hatt called his mechanic friend Natalie to help update Thomas for his new route. She stopped over at the train station and used a giant crane to life Thomas right off the track. Natalie's dad was there to help work on the engine. It was low on power and needed to be refueled. Thomas was so excited to get his new double AAs. Natalie worked the crane and to Thomas' surprise, she placed him directly on the ground. "Wow", thought Thomas, "I will be able to go any way I want". Sir Topham Hatt thanked Natalie for all her hard work and told Thomas about his new job. He was to deliver two train cars full of passengers across the great living room desert. Thomas was a little nervous since he had no track to follow, but he was ready to take on the job. Sir Topham Hatt waved Thomas off as he started up his steam. Thomas was making excellent time and was about half way across the desert, when suddenly, BOOM! Thomas had run into something! The train came to a sudden stop. There was a little girl on the train that started to cry. Her mother came out and took a look at was was in front of the train. A poor little mouse was caught under Thomas' engine. The mother was able to get the mouse free and bury him. Thomas was very sad. He did not mean to hurt the mouse. It was later discovered that it wasn't Thomas who killed the mouse. Sir Topham Hatt called Thomas on the radio and told him that a cat was on the loose and killed the mouse before Thomas even got there. Thomas was relieved, but still felt bad for the mouse. He decided that staying on the track with his old route was a much better idea.

1 Comments:

Anonymous Anonymous said...

From the mom of the engineer... I'm not sure who was more frightened of the mouse, Thomas, Natalie, or Mom. Of course my first thought was to call Dad and have him come home and deal with it. Once I decided that wouldn't be an option I thought, can I just leave it there till he comes home? I decided it would be hard to avoid the living room all day, so I decided that I would have to figure out how to get the dead mouse into the garbage. Broom and dust pan worked O.K., but please if you run into this situation in your own home, don't call me!

5:02 PM, September 07, 2005

 

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