My baby mouse.

Yesterday a few of you were curious about my baby mouse.

So today I decided to tell you our story in a short way. I used to be a very lonely and scared mouse until one day...

I went to a big second-hand shop with German clothing in my town. There I found her...

She was clearly not in a good health, her hand was fractured, she had lots of plasters covering wounds. Apparently tormented poor mousy baby. I decided to adopt... She needed several minor surgeries which my grandmother successfully performed.
She definitely needed a bath as well...

After all these treatments she felt a lot better.

Whole my family fell in love with her. Especially my younger brothers who organize a competition in portraying her.

So here we are happy together today.