Case Study Number Four
Today my sainted wife (I think sainted is the word I want…) discovered this mouse in my sister-in-law’s swimming pool, endlessly treading water. Now, my understanding is that mice can tread water for a really long time, so however long it is, that’s how long this fuzzball was in the water. She was just barely keeping her head up and wheezing when Susie plucked her out of the pool.
This is the after-recovery picture, several hours later. The post rescue image can best be described as a floppy wig clipping. She’s eating and drying off now, and seems pretty calm. We’ll let her go in the woods this afternoon so as to restore her freedom and whatnot.
Oh, and we’re calling her Case Study Number Four to prevent any inadvertant attachment, because we do have some rodents already as pets. It’s..um, working fine. Yes. FINE.