Meows from Mudpie!
What a crazy week it's been at our house...again. Sometime on Sunday night a half dead tree in our back yard finally bit the dust and fell over. When Mommy noticed it on Monday she contacted a handy man neighbor about taking the rest of it down and hauling it away.
It's ended up being a whole week project as he also cleaned out our gutters and did a whole bunch of other odds and ends around our yard that Mommy hasn't had the time or energy to take care of.
Yesterday morning Mommy was helping him load up his truck when he noticed a mouse scurry away as he picked up a chunk of the tree. Sadly she was a new mama and left two precious babies behind in the grass.
Needless to say, Mommy was a basket case. She wasn't about to just let them die, so she made some phone calls and found a local wildlife rehabilitator who specializes in baby mice. The lady already had some formula for them because she's currently taking care of another litter. She told Mommy there were probably more than the two babies in our yard, but Mommy couldn't find any others, so she quickly drove them to the rehabilitator who thinks they'll be just fine as she could even see a milk line showing they had eaten very recently.
Don't they look yummy adorable? When Mommy picked them up they wrapped their little bodies around her finger, and in the car she could hear them squeaking. She kept talking to them, telling them they were going to be alright, just like she reassures me when we're going to the vet.
I'm sure my grandpa and our neighbor both thought Mommy was nuts for doing so much for baby mice, but they both know she loves animals more than anything in the world so they wisely kept their mouths shut.
