Early this morning while the sun was still sleeping, Gnomey went out mushroom hunting. He pulled his sled behind him and enjoyed the quiet. The only sounds he could hear was the sled skis gliding over the snow and a few early birds chirping a sweet tune.
Halfway to the spot he knew mushrooms were still growing he saw something blue, just over in the bushes, something tiny and blue!
What's that? he asked himself
It's moving! He had to investigate.
And there he was. A baby mouse clutching a teddy bear and a small
blue blanket. He was shivering from the cold and was clearly afraid.
Gnomey's heart fell into his feet. How long has this little guy been out here? He told the little one he had nothing to fear. He asked,
"What's your name?"
But the mouse couldn't talk he just let out a "squeak".
Gnomey knew he couldn't leave him there. He looked all around for a sign of other mice. He wondered where the mouse's family was, his mother.. father? Oh! He hoped they were okay but he had to take this baby home. He had to get him to a warm place, right now!
He put the little mouse on his sled and set off straight for home. He talked to the mouse along the way. He told him all about Aunt Katri and how she would feed him and love him. "She just loves mice! Oh yes little guy, you're going to be warm and full and can stay with us as long as it takes your family to find you." The little mouse was feeling less afraid now. He felt safe with this Gnome. He said, "squeak!"
... story continue here.
If you want to see this little mouse close up and read more about him, check out his post here.