In Connecticut, I found an orphaned baby mouse in the driveway.

We fed him a strawberry after he didn’t run away.

Then, Kat and I named him Huck and took him on an adventure to the city. We now have a pet.

He reminds me of the song The Skin Of My Yellow Country Teeth by Clap Your Hands Say Yeah.  Especially the verse:

Far – Far away from West Virginia
I – Will try on New York City
Explaining that the sky holds the
Wind the sun rushes in and a child
With a shotgun can shoot down
Honeybees that sting
BUT THIS BOY COULD USE A LITTLE STING!

I feel the same way, having moved from pretty rural area to NYC.  Over the weekend we were feeding chickens and hanging out with sheep.  It was pretty great.  Someone should write a song about being in the city but missing the country.  I bet there’s some material in that.

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