I named him Vinnie and this is his story.Vinnie found me while I was taking a late afternoon walk on a cold but sunny day in Rotterdam. What I assumed was litter blowing past my foot turned out to be this tiny nugget of fur. His eyes were barely open and his posture suggested he …
Biscuit was a mouse. Like most Mice, Biscuit would probably have looked cute in a picture. Like this: Image: pexels.com Cute, right? But take the mouse from the picture into your place of work and all of a sudden he's a considered pest.And so the Story begins. There were Mice at my place of work. …
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