they must only be a month or so old.
Seven (Alexander Sevens) hunted down two young mice. Stephen trapped them in a nearby jar to keep the cat from eating them. Then we drove down to the battlefield at the end of the street and let them go. We saw a white tailed deer bounding from the road as we passed.
Then we came home, bundled up, and headed out for our nightly walk around the field behind our house. It was a wonderful walk. My hands were cold, so i only picked up three leaves.
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