Turkey Tracks: July 4, 2012
It’s Raining Baby Mice
Last night John opened the grill–which hasn’t been used for about a week–and a mouse ran out, startling him. She left a nest with at least two baby mice that had to be removed before we could cook our lamb chops.
This morning when I swung open the chicken coop roof, as I do every morning to fluff up the bedding, change the water, and check grain levels in the food bowl, like fat pink raindrops, out dropped five baby mice onto the bedding below. They must have been wedged into the stuffing in the top of the coop’s roof. I can’t imagine how the mother mouse accomplished this feat since the roof is steep and metal, except for the stuffing at the roof’s apex.
The chickens promptly ate them.
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