I found a mouse in my bathtub this morning

Living in the woods, you become aware once it turns cold that you are probably sharing your home with the fauna of the area. Since my son had raked up the leaves on the deck, I'm sure this little one felt the house was safer.

I'm sure they didn't know about the cats.

Luckily, this one had gone unseen by both of them and had found a safe space in the tub, but was also trapped. It was lucky I saw it first.

I grabbed a quart jar and went back into the bathroom. It scurried around only for a moment before it stopped, sat up on its hind legs to survey the jar lid I was holding to block it, then ran right into the jar.

A real trusting and smart thing it was.

I told it that I understood that the house was nice and warm compared to outside but it wasn't safe and that it was lucky I had seen it.

Then I took it outside and laid the jar down. As it left the jar, it gave a few squeeks, as if in thanks, then ran off.

I'm pretty sure I just saved a faery this morning.