heard frantic squeaking from the mouse cage, much louder and more urgent than their usual play-fighting
Cornflower had tipped a paper towel roll vertical and pushed it up against the glass, climbed inside it, and then found herself head-down at the bottom of a cardboard well with no way to climb back out
and then Matthias had climbed in after her, also head-down, also without an exit strategy
good job, mice
