This has literally nothing to do with this blog or anything writing related but--
My mum saved a field mouse with a lame leg and a poor eye, the poor baby had been attacked by two cats. We’ve transferred them from a box to a tank where they’ve promptly buried themselves and are resting. They’re called Patch now, and they’ve had something to eat and drink. (Water and some bird seed we had, we had to look up what they eat...). I don’t know their sex or anything, but they’re a precious baby and against all odds they’ve perked up and I guess I’ll be keeping an eye on them for a while.










