At least that’s what their body language was saying. Copper, the inquisitive one which has gotten him into trouble in the past, led the detail while Moon attacked from the side. Their victim, the ATV, sat defenseless on all fours, motionless…at their mercy.
Biting at the seat then tugging in a downward motion, Copper was relentless. That’s around the time the call for my help began…incessant barking in that tone that only a boy who needs help can emit.
I was along side and in the midst of the commotion in a matter of seconds. Copper was telling me to lift the seat and so I did. In one quick instant, the small gray mouse scurried over the chewed battery wires and disappeared into the engine!
Ah, yes…life in the country…where field mice build nests in ATVs and lawn mowers!
The mouse remained huddled in the engine all while Copper grabbed at the casing, trying to force his nose between the exhaust. Finally I convinced both of them to come with me as I walked around the yard looking at flowers...boring, they thought, I’m sure!
Yes, all’s well that ends well.
Oh, one more thing. When I told the Pres about the chewed wires and battery terminals, he wasn’t happy. This I could tell because…
he went and got the key while mumbling a few choice words.