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A Delightful Companion |
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The Dutch mouse is a beautiful little animal. It has agile limbs and moves
swiftly. On its delicate little face, there are a pair of shiny black round
eyes. Its fur comes in three colors: black, brown, and white, so smooth it
feels like it has been dipped in oil, incredibly comfortable to touch. It
doesn't have a tail, and from a distance, it looks like a colored rabbit,
chubby and truly adorable. This Dutch mouse was bought and given to me by my
uncle's older brother on last year's National Day, and I really like it. My
mom even named it Tony.
Tony's favorite food is green leafy vegetables. Sometimes it also eats fresh
green grass, fruit peels, radishes, bread, steamed buns, and other foods.
When eating, it always uses one front paw to hold the food, then quickly
devours it in a few bites. While chewing, it occasionally makes a gurgling
sound in its throat. Watching it eat voraciously, savoring every bite, and
being so eager, I always feel like it hasn't eaten for years. After
finishing its meal, it will satisfactorily wipe its mouth with its paw, wash
its face, and groom its fur, looking completely content.
Tony's home is a blue small iron cage. It often cleverly pushes open the
cage door with its mouth, sticks its little head out to look around, its
bright black eyes rolling around mischievously, resembling a sly little
thief. But there is no need to worry about it suddenly escaping from the
cage unless someone intentionally chases it out. It seems very attached to
its home and the current life.
When Tony sleeps, it curls up there with its eyes tightly shut, resting its
head on its two front paws, just like an adorable little child.
Perhaps due to its inherent nature as a mouse, whenever I chase it out for
some fresh air, it always likes to hide in the corners. Sometimes it runs
around in the spacious area. If I poke its nostrils with my hair, it only
shakes off the hair from its fur but doesn't sneeze like humans do. I often
extend my finger into the cage, and at first, it mistook it for food and bit
me, causing a wound. But as we became more familiar, it would only lick me
with its soft, wet tongue.
Tony also has a peculiar habit. Every time someone opens the refrigerator
door, it makes a sharp squeaking sound as if saying, "I'm hungry, I'm
hungry, give me some vegetables!" My mom told me it's a conditioned reflex
because most of Tony's food is taken out of the refrigerator.
Furthermore, whenever my dad comes home from work, even before my mom and I
hear his footsteps, Tony starts squeaking. Over time, we have learned that
when Tony makes that sound, it means dad has arrived. Whenever my dad hears
Tony's eager call, he feeds it a bunch of leafy greens. My mom and I
jokingly call Tony "dad's little mouse."
I love the Dutch mouse, and if you were to see Tony in my house, I'm sure
you would also like this kind of animal. |
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The Dutch mouse is a charming little creature with agile limbs and a
delightful face adorned with shiny black eyes. Its smooth fur comes in three
colors: black, brown, and white, resembling a colored rabbit. Affectionately
named Tony, this mouse was a gift from the narrator's uncle last year.
Tony's favorite food includes green leafy vegetables, grass, fruit peels,
and various other items. It devours its meals eagerly, emitting gurgling
sounds while chewing. Tony resides in a blue cage and exhibits a mischievous
nature, often peering out with bright eyes. It is content with its
surroundings and displays unique behaviors such as making noises when the
refrigerator door opens and recognizing the return of the narrator's father.
The narrator adores the Dutch mouse and believes others would too if they
had the opportunity to meet Tony. |
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