sweeping a mouse nest
from the garden hutch
hating myself
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Felt the same way about removing the Bird’s nest from our front porch light….
Love this — a sense of Robert Burns compressed into a haiku. A very sweet haiku. 🙂
Poor wee little mousey!
And all they wanted was a daimen-icker in a thrave! 😉