tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-496644635572208494.post2831061503462504018..comments2024-03-08T09:45:12.625-05:00Comments on Beyond the Gentle Island: A Retired Wander's Journey: Are We Mice or Men and Other Stories from the IslandPEI Redhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03964571177408658694noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-496644635572208494.post-17550704955357094292010-12-06T14:40:13.132-05:002010-12-06T14:40:13.132-05:00That's the best mouse story I've heard! T...That's the best mouse story I've heard! Too bad you couldn't video tape it!Danicanoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-496644635572208494.post-39618354597972973992010-12-05T19:22:25.797-05:002010-12-05T19:22:25.797-05:00Ah, the story of the country mouse. Gilles, too, h...Ah, the story of the country mouse. Gilles, too, has had a few encounters. The best by far was when he was on his way to the construction site with Chulita in tow in the front seat. As they began their drive, a mouse pooped out of the hood ad near the windshield. All chaos ensued from that point forward. Gilles tried to turn on the windshield wipers to shoo away he little fella while Chulita was going bananas. She tried to jump through the windshield and began losing it altogether. The little guy did not want to go away and hung on for dear life. Finally, Gilles pulled over to the side of the road to give the mouse his freedom. Chulita has never looked out the windshield the same. She seems convinced that there is a mouse hiding and waiting to taunt her.La Paysannehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07773275289238480697noreply@blogger.com