The Smartest Mouse in the World

To be fair, this isn't really my story. It's Greg's. I married him for more than his muscular buttocks, you know. He's always good for a story. Here's one.

Greg works shift at a chemical plant. Many years ago while at work, several of the men became nodding acquaintances with a little gray mouse that would methodically stop by at 2am every morning to see what they had for dinner.

This went on for weeks and all the guys became fond of "Mickey". Well, Mickey made the mistake one day of running across the feet of the plant secretary.

Martha was not amused and she insisted that they murdalize that mouse.

The plant manager ordered traps to be set. Yet every night each one of those traps were tripped with nary a mouse tail. Everyone was convinced that this was the smartest mouse in the world.

Little did they know that Greg (who by now was feeding that mouse by hand) was tripping the traps so Mickey wouldn't die a squishy death.

Well…one day a new trap was set that Greg didn't know about. He was sitting in his office when he heard, SNAP! He winced and went around to where he heard the steel jaws of death smash down.

Tragically, Mickey had gone to that cheese heaven in the sky.

Greg grieved for the little guy, then did the only thing he could think of to honor a legend. He Xeroxed multiple copies of dead Mickey and put a copy in each of the traps. Mickey then received a hero's burial.


****Mickey, you are remembered.****

Comments

Mike Keyton said…
What a star. Greg, not the mouse
Maria Zannini said…
I was rather pleased with his memorial. -grin-
Maria Zannini said…
My husband has an unparalleled sense of humor.
I'm told I'm equally afflicted. :o)
rcloenen-ruiz said…
Ah. That's such a sweet story :)
Maria Zannini said…
:o) It's funny the things you remember. I always liked that story.