Actually During the time we raised mice, one of the longest lived of the boys sort of kept this strategy. We kept his cage in a giant tub, and no matter how old he got he could always slip between the bars. Quite the opposite of his brothers and sister, who got quite chubby, and rotund in general. He was thusly named Jailbreak
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And when he had crawled through the bars of his cage, he climbed up to the cage on top of his and taunted his brother. It did keep them from fighting, though.
"Jaw, jaw, jaw, is better than war, war, war." --Winston Churchill on the establishment of the United Nations
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