We found him in a store that was equal parts hardware, candy, and fine china. The kind of establishment that tells you what you need. He was there with the toys, in his own little metal suitcase, wearing a cape and a mask. We named him Blitzmaus, and almost immediately found him a partner in Pixie.
Wherever we go, so go the mice. Our constant companions, our surrogate selves, braver and cuter than we could ever hope to be on our own.