Mice, part 2
The tragic tale of the mice! You can read part one, before it all went wrong, here. And, to make it worse, Thunder escaped for a week and we only just found her this morning under the bed. She seems ok, if a little in shock. The kids are hoping that she’s got pregnant on holiday, so we don’t have to wait for a new mouse litter from the pet shop.
NEWS: I’m going to be appearing in a few different places next week!
On Tuesday 2 May, I’m going to be on a panel at Victoria University about gender discourse and sexual violence.
On Thursday 4 May I’m going to be appearing at a Victoria University Alumni event with a bunch of other writers – Damien Wilkins, Ashleigh Young, Hera Lindsay Bird and Bill Manhire. If you’re an alumni, you can register here to come along.
And on Saturday 6 May, I’m giving a character development workshop at Wellington City Library, and will be on a panel with the legendary Dylan Horrocks.
The following week I will be appearing at a small literary festival in Levin and one in Dunedin. The week after that I’ll be at the Auckland Writers Festival. It’s all on! I’ll need a lie down by the end of May.
LET ME BE FRANK 
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Oh no! Poor little mouse!!
The first pets my sister and I had were two goldfish. My sister killed hers in short order because she kept lifting it out of the goldfish bowl to pet. Life lessons. They’re a bitch sometimes.
I had to smile at Violet and her friend’s song – “I would sacrifice my life for yours…” Bless their hearts.
Oh no! Never pat a goldfish! I had lots of life lessons with my guinea pigs…
Poor little country mouse!
Wow, that blue. And then you put crimson on it; lovely! It’s amazing that mice are mammals; little things. I’d not kill one living in my walls; rather I’d wonder how I attracted it.