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Sunday, January 14, 2007

Mouse Story

A dear friend of Mom's sent her this story in an email today. Mom shared it with me ... and I have chosen to share it with my dear friends throughout the world to whom I am connected via the blogosphere.

Mouse Story ...

A mouse looked through the crack in the wall to see the farmer and his wife open a package.

"What food might this contain?" The mouse wondered -- he was devastated to discover it was a mousetrap.

Retreating to the farmyard, the mouse proclaimed the warning.

"There is a mousetrap in the house! There is a mousetrap in the house!"

The chicken clucked and scratched, raised her head and said, "Mr. Mouse, I can tell this is a grave concern to you but it is of no consequence to me. I cannot be bothered by it."

The mouse turned to the pig and told him, "There is a mousetrap in the house! There is a mousetrap in the house!"

The pig sympathized, but said, "I am so very sorry, Mr. Mouse, but there is nothing I can do about it but pray. Be assured you are in my prayers."

The mouse turned to the cow and said, "There is a mousetrap in the house! There is a mousetrap in the house!"

The cow said, "Wow, Mr. Mouse. I'm sorry for you, but it's no skin off my nose."

So, the mouse returned to the house, head down and dejected, to face the farmer's mousetrap -- alone.

That very night a sound was heard throughout the house -- like the sound of a mousetrap catching its prey.

The farmer's wife rushed to see what was caught. In the darkness, she did not see it was a venomous snake whose tail the trap had caught.

The snake bit the farmer's wife.

The farmer rushed her to the hospital and she returned home with a fever. Everyone knows you treat a fever with fresh chicken soup, so the farmer took his hatchet to the farmyard for the soup's main ingredient.

But his wife's sickness continued, so friends and neighbors came to sit with her around the clock. To feed them, the farmer butchered the pig.

The farmer's wife did not get well; she died. So many people came for her funeral, the farmer had the cow slaughtered to provide enough meat for all of them.

The mouse looked upon it all from his crack in the wall with great sadness.

So, the next time you hear someone is facing a problem and think it doesn't concern you, remember -- when one of us is threatened, we are all at risk. We are all involved in this journey called life. We must keep an eye out for one another and make an extra effort to encourage one another.

REMEMBER: EACH OF US IS A VITAL THREAD IN ANOTHER PERSON'S TAPESTRY; OUR LIVES ARE WOVEN TOGETHER FOR A REASON. One of the best things to hold onto in this world is a friend.

7 comments:

Suzanne & her mama said...

wow, dmm...that's a very good story. you let me know if there are any mouse traps in your house...i promise to be there with you!

--suzanne

jeterharris said...

mi mom an i reelee liked dat storee. mi mom iz gonna copy it fer her skool.

jeterharris said...

me again ...
dill wuz a guinea pig hoo wuz mi first frend in dis howse. he lived to be da ripe old age uv 8 (i think)
he left me dis past summer.
dere iz a pikshur uv him on mi blog.

Faz the Cat said...

This is a very good story with a good moral but does this mean I can't catch anymore mice. They are very, very tasty and I do so like them. FAZ

Kaze, Latte, or Chase said...

That is a very very good story. I always try to make sure I know how my actions are affecting others and try to think of consequences. Unfortunately you can never plan everything so its important to just lead good lives in general so you can be proud of your actions. Thanks for sharing!

Kaze

DaisyMae Maus said...

Faz ... I'm sure that you can still EAT mice if you like 'em.
DMM

Grr, Midnight & Cocoa said...

our Lady likes this story very much. thank you.