Your Dying Spouse 737 - Tail of a Mouse

For a couple of days it was all hands to the pump to try to save an injured baby mouse, one of its hind legs badly crushed.

We kept it in a pail, next to a heater, and gave it bedding and food. At first the little one rallied, eating happily and chirping, moving around on three legs with no care in the world...

...and then it died.

I buried it with dignity, and said a small prayer for a small living piece of God's creation.

And Ladron the Heeler, who had found it, lay down by the grave and cried.

Ladron the Heeler gave a yelp

just outside the house,

demanding that I come and help

a small and crippled mouse.

Its leg was badly shattered,

wrecked beyond repair;

why should this have mattered?

Why should I have a care?

It might be that I feel the pain

and it’s that which I impute,

or maybe, when I think again,

it was so doggone cute.

It lasted two days, then it died,

leaving no-one here dry-eyed.

Music from the Carpenters, with Bless the Beast and Children.

Thanks to Carol Ashby, Blessed Are The Pure Of Heart is back on Kindle, and will be available in paperback soon.

Friends are everything. I couldn't have done it.

Marley, the canine waif from Afghanistan, whom WE helped save, has a Facebook page! Please drop by to see how happy he is today.

Below are my recent releases on Kindle -please excuse their presence in the body of the blog. I haven't the energy to get them up as 'buttons' in the sidebar. You can click on the covers to go to the Amazon links.