In the Greek hall, in the Greek hall - mouse ...

All good day, dear YaPovtsy! Here's a story happened to me yesterday.
It was evening, there was nothing, as they say. I sit, then the kitchen, not bothering anyone, and all of a sudden, I hear strange noises scraping. Running from somewhere beneath the sill. And there, by the way, the so-called winter is cooler. My first thought - bark beetles bred again, we had a couple of times such moves such labyrinths nagryzli, Mama Do not Cry, Daddy did not cough! I open the door, and there ... Mouse sitting there tiddly, in a pack with pasta, macaroni and so enthusiastically sharpens. Hence the sound. In general, the hand I have it has not risen, "Well, I could not, could not," straight, as in that joke)))

8 will be pictures, as I equip.

That's how it was in the beginning, in the package with macaroni.





And so



He sat in the package as long as I did not make him a temporary shelter in the aquarium-konyachnitse. The finished result



I think he liked it



There are bright, spacious and warm. Investigated the flask he was very keen



Get out of there, in the background, a couple of times trying to get on a smooth wall.



Yaroslavl pasta clearly to his taste



Here's a Milyaga, though pest-so ... I have everything, can kick)))



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