tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5232927064230838150.post5046073720098351081..comments2024-03-25T11:04:10.945-07:00Comments on Chez Danisse: The MouseDenise http://www.blogger.com/profile/08269617590521412393noreply@blogger.comBlogger19125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5232927064230838150.post-10429115680169172232010-08-25T12:24:51.289-07:002010-08-25T12:24:51.289-07:00Joanna, It was easy to be kind, watching him do hi...Joanna, It was easy to be kind, watching him do his thing beside the curb. I don't know if I'd feel the same if I spotted him at the foot of my bed.<br /><br />Indie.Tea, We could not believe the amount of webs we saw that day. It seemed outrageous, but I learned that it is typical for February in West Marin. <br /><br />nancy, I think I have to say EEK to that too. EEK.<br /><br />Apples and Butter, And I imagine the huge rats roaming the subway system are not as charming...<br /><br />lisa, I know what you mean. I must admit that the little city mouse I saw was pretty filthy, cute, but filthy. I wouldn't invite him over for tea. I am absolutely sure that I would not be so tolerant of an infestation. Yikes. And rats...there's just something about those tails that really give me the heebie jeebies.<br /><br />Leslie, Oh, I agree. The bread drawer is out of the question.<br /><br />Annie, Yes, does he summer on Martha's Vineyard or Nantucket? <br /><br />tara, It seems so.<br /><br />Shae, Your comment reads like a short story. I love it!Denise | Chez Danissehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06418226690328176970noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5232927064230838150.post-39056651783909012552010-08-18T09:00:10.028-07:002010-08-18T09:00:10.028-07:00We had a little mouse this week. He ran in through...We had a little mouse this week. He ran in through the front door at night. Couldn't have been two-inches long. When we woke up in the morning, he was in the kitchen sink looking up at us. We fed him a little peanut butter and talked about whether we could keep him. He had the sweetest, tiniest pink mouse feet. In the end, we got out the "havahart" trap and set him free in the open space. I kinda miss him.Shaehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16901572938845138938noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5232927064230838150.post-64730727618830247202010-08-16T06:09:53.420-07:002010-08-16T06:09:53.420-07:00we're on the exact same page, i think :)we're on the exact same <a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/taramamawendy/4822150371/in/set-72157624281290353/" rel="nofollow">page</a>, i think :)tarahttp://www.flickr.com/photos/taramamawendy/noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5232927064230838150.post-44809691308637328152010-08-14T22:55:04.306-07:002010-08-14T22:55:04.306-07:00Interesting thought - trying to recall when exactl...Interesting thought - trying to recall when exactly I developed my totally irrational fear of spiders..... As for the 'city' mouse, reading your post I imagined him happily living his life in the chaos of the city (albeit a bit more slowly perhaps now as he's getting older). I wonder does he ever take trips outta town....or have friends to visit....?Elsa Mayhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13652787657325357638noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5232927064230838150.post-55691722877846226982010-08-14T07:15:17.309-07:002010-08-14T07:15:17.309-07:00oh, i know. i like to admire little creatures out...oh, i know. i like to admire little creatures outside the walls of my home. :)<br />-finding mouse droppings in my bread drawer is not cute.. but admiring one on the street is sweet.<br /><br />i do love the way you write... <br /><br />happy weekend, denise!a friend to knit withhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17542324778581589386noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5232927064230838150.post-12313580601022136392010-08-13T20:34:24.872-07:002010-08-13T20:34:24.872-07:00we lived in a mouse infested apt. for awhile so i ...we lived in a mouse infested apt. for awhile so i spot mice in my sleep. :)<br /><br />i don't mind pet mice, but the ones on the street just always seem dirty. but i'd way rather run into a mouse than rat... those just make me go eeewww :]lisa solomonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11824254691379334918noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5232927064230838150.post-74690671582279246852010-08-13T11:46:05.152-07:002010-08-13T11:46:05.152-07:00I can totally picture the guy sitting on one of my...I can totally picture the guy sitting on one of my New York corners as traffic zooms by. Unfortunately, I have yet to see a mouse here. Only the HUGE rats that roam the subways.Apples and Butterhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07783443134166903796noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5232927064230838150.post-33403528032722642822010-08-13T05:34:56.223-07:002010-08-13T05:34:56.223-07:00spider art is a marvel of a photo---love the lacy ...spider art is a marvel of a photo---love the lacy quiet<br /><br />mice don't freak me out---but I did see one of their larger creepier cousins in my backyard by the alley yesterday---true EEEKnancy at good food mattershttp://nancyvienneau.com/blognoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5232927064230838150.post-68133965208959855032010-08-13T03:52:54.553-07:002010-08-13T03:52:54.553-07:00Aww, what a lovely and sweet story.
I love that pi...Aww, what a lovely and sweet story.<br />I love that pic too...especially the perfectly circular spider web just off to the side.Joytihttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06704064690267281149noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5232927064230838150.post-58432800603281859012010-08-12T23:13:56.200-07:002010-08-12T23:13:56.200-07:00I often ponder that myself. Despite being a farmer...I often ponder that myself. Despite being a farmer's daughter and growing up in the country, I am positively TERRIFIED of mice. My boyfriend thinks they're cute and furry, but they freak me out to no end. <br /><br />Though I do appreciate your eloquent ode to the little field mouse.Joannahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15318947430085105195noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5232927064230838150.post-63600690233279884932010-08-12T19:36:14.927-07:002010-08-12T19:36:14.927-07:00Tumbleweed Woman, Ha! That is a great story. Lov...Tumbleweed Woman, Ha! That is a great story. Love it.Denise | Chez Danissehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06418226690328176970noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5232927064230838150.post-85365153266458909112010-08-12T19:33:43.875-07:002010-08-12T19:33:43.875-07:00So very odd.
But I have always loved mice, and u...So very odd. <br />But I have always loved mice, and used to rescue the ones my cats brought into the house. We would bring them to the animal rescue shelter... even though they gave us weird looks :)Liz / Tangible Ingredientshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05783258653767884004noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5232927064230838150.post-24407938548031546082010-08-12T18:45:51.294-07:002010-08-12T18:45:51.294-07:00gracia, It seems you were wise from the very begin...gracia, It seems you were wise from the very beginning. The little guy I studied today was quite charming. You would have liked him. I'm not sure why I'm assuming he was a boy mouse...Denise | Chez Danissehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06418226690328176970noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5232927064230838150.post-33183827386123849462010-08-12T18:26:43.949-07:002010-08-12T18:26:43.949-07:00Little mouse, little mouse. Oh.
I have loved mic...Little mouse, little mouse. Oh. <br /><br />I have loved mice all my years it feels, and as a small child I kept them as pets. They are such incredible creatures and there paws so tiny. Watching them scamper and climb and nibble and chew, why, I could do so for hours.<br /><br />So beautifully told, your observation... and such a delight to read late this Friday morn.graciahttp://gracialouise.typepad.com/high_up_in_the_trees/noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5232927064230838150.post-12552534040455717832010-08-12T18:00:36.117-07:002010-08-12T18:00:36.117-07:00mosey, I got pretty comfortable with spiders while...mosey, I got pretty comfortable with spiders while living in Point Reyes. I learned to appreciate bees too. Maybe mice are next. Whenever I think of raccoons I think of the two we saw standing on their hind legs one night. It was the funniest scene!<br /><br />Christine & Char, I see what you mean.<br /><br />Maria, I wonder how the little guy is doing. Did he move to a smaller house, a larger house, perhaps a nice park...Denise | Chez Danissehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06418226690328176970noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5232927064230838150.post-53782673521095335832010-08-12T16:47:09.141-07:002010-08-12T16:47:09.141-07:00I ran into a young mouse going up the stairs at ho...I ran into a young mouse going up the stairs at home. I backed up against the wall and, yes, shrieked, and then called for reinforcements so that we could safely transport the little guy outside.<br /><br />I wish I'd gotten his number. I wonder how things worked out for him. <br /><br />xoxo,<br />-mariaMaria | Vintage Simplehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02046940964809245057noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5232927064230838150.post-26922535331533116632010-08-12T13:06:57.086-07:002010-08-12T13:06:57.086-07:00i agree - definitely a story in there.
:)i agree - definitely a story in there. <br /><br />:)Charhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03851293154388793520noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5232927064230838150.post-61969444150055454552010-08-12T12:08:04.987-07:002010-08-12T12:08:04.987-07:00there's a children's story in there somewh...there's a children's story in there somewhere...Christine--RHPhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14209880537597263440noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5232927064230838150.post-17313426077435772862010-08-12T10:20:51.809-07:002010-08-12T10:20:51.809-07:00See, look! You took a picture that had spiders in...See, look! You took a picture that had spiders in it! You're embracing the spider. Maybe not, but it sure is a lovely photo. <br /><br />I was walking through Sausalito once, on a very busy Saturday night, lots of people on the street, and saw two raccoons lounging on their backs in the gutter. Just watching' the people going by and hanging out. I've had an irrational fear of raccoons since one charged me years ago, but I started like them again that day.mosey (kim)https://www.blogger.com/profile/14990626697257089908noreply@blogger.com