nccotus

broken mouse, broken jaguar

broken jaguar

broken mouse

i used to love jaguars

then, I hurt one. Because in his world, I was just a silly little mouse and didn’t know it.

I tried to improve; he didn’t understand my methods.

so, we got a little pet fancy brown mouse.

Not a good idea in a house of clan chattan, clan of the cat. That mouse became a prophet to her kind. Nobody wants to be a prophet. Consider Jonah jumping into the sea and being swallowed by a fish to take him to serve God where he was trying to avoid going.

we had to be husband and wife.

That’s all I know. I take my knowledge and information from him and our son.