little things

I have been wanting/needing a pet since last year. Originally I was going to get a chinchilla. First off, too expensive. Second, they can live for up to twenty years (not quite ready for that long of a commitment). Third, they are very skittish and takes a long time for them to get used to their human.

So last week I decided to acquire two mice. Mice live better in pairs, and most often than not females are the only options when buying them because they are more mild tempered. I fell in love with two black and white fur balls that were asleep in the corner of the cage. They were curled up together and I thought they might be friends or at lest liked each other enough to curl up with each other for a nap. They were it, hands down.

Lulu and Birdie have come to show me their personalities, their quirkiness and their heart (and yes, I believe that's possible). But that past day or two Lulu has not been herself and I'm afraid she might be sick. What has surprised me was how caring Birdie has been to her. She had dug her a burrow to sleep in, lying beside her to keep her company among other things. It was so sweet.

It just struck me odd how emotions and actions that we deem to be human and unmatched in the animal kingdom have been displayed in my home by my two, very small and very furry friends. So, anywhoo. nuff about the mice. I'm just amazed by the little things. Go figure