Henry Kills a Mouse

So, now that you know how the story ends, why bother reading any further? I don’t know but you’re doing it anyway…

It started out just like any other walk.

I was out walking my dog the other day and he spotted something in the grass. I let him check it out. It turns out that it was a mouse in a mouse hole… I’m not sure if Henry (my dog) has ever seen a mouse before or not. He was genuinely interested in examining it, but not sure how. He kept poking his nose at it and every time he would jump back. He kept this up for about a minute. (Thank goodness the people whose corner of the lawn he was on weren’t home!) Since this wasn’t working well for him he then tried to paw at it. I think he wanted it to come out of the hole so he could get a better look or stronger sniff. (Wow, mice sure can make a lot of noise!) After a few of these tentative gestures the mouse must have gotten out of the hole and he nabbed it up. He seemed a bit confused or startled and put it down briefly to check it out but it didn’t move. He picked it up again and started trotting down the street with half the mouse dangling out of his mouth.

He put it down at the end of the block. I’m really glad he didn’t eat it.