A Daring tale...or Should that be Dairying.?

Now and again in the Medlar House garden, we get a little visitor from the urban world.

Today we meet Wensleydale.
He is a cheeky little mouse who has lived all his life in a house, in fact in a special cage, made for house mice.

He ESCAPED!
And he ended up here in our garden. You can tell he isn't quite a Medlar House mouse because he is white.

Wensleydale, as his name suggests is very fond of cheese.
The Medlar House mice think cheese is alright but they do prefer peanut butter or the seed which we put out for the birds. Which is just right for proper mice, they think.

So when Wensleydale said that he was going to go into next door's shed and steal the cheese from the mousetrap that the gentleman who lives there had laid down....well...you can imagine.....

" Nooooooo" they all shouted at once. " It's DANGEROUS!
" Never fear "said brave little Wensleydale and off he trotted.

Everyone held their breath. Then ...
*SNAP*
*Me-Argh! *

Little Violet started to cry.

Daffodil joined her.

And there is no doubt there was tear in Mocha's eye...that doubty Cavalier mouse who is as brave as brave can be. But even HE wouldn't go into next door's shed.

Then what is this we hear....scamper scamper.... nibble nibble nibble?

" It's Wensleydale..and he has got his cheese."

All the mice crowded around him. "How did you do it...oh you brave but foolhardy little mouse? "

"Well...I crept into the house"
"INTO THE HOUSE? But we thought the cheese was in a mouse trap in the shed."
" Yes" said Wensleydale,  " It was. But I needed a little help. So I ran about in the kitchen until the cat saw me and chased me."
"THE CAT!.....Oh no ".
" And then I ran into the shed...and up to the mousetrap. I got hold of the end of the cat's tail and I pushed it into the mousetrap.
* SNAP!*

"The cat didn't like it very much...but I have to say...this is a very good bit of Cheddar!"

Wensleydale REALLY DOES like cheese I think!