mouse in the house
Recently, I've had customers ask me to list some Story Stones in my shop. So, there I was, a few hours ago, at my desk, quietly updating my shop when I felt something tug at the tip of my sock. Thinking it was my cat, I kept typing. But then I felt little, unfamiliar feet scurry across the top of my foot and I knew it was a stranger. I jerked my foot away, looked down, and a little mouse zoomed under the heating vent.
And, guess which two stones I was listing at that exact moment? Yuppers. The little mouse n' cheese set. Our little mouse in the house wanted to vote for the stones she loves best.
And, where was Sophia the cat you ask? Asleep. Like she always is. Except she isn't asleep in the above picture because I woke her up to tell her that there is a mouse in the house. She's now curled up in a tight cat ball again.
Story Stone update in the shop here. This time around, I'm offering them in tiny sets packaged in tiny muslin sacks.
p.s. Tom just brought the teeny tiny mouse to her new home in the conservation land at the end of the road.