I don't know why I named him Clarence. He just looked like a "Clarence", I suppose.
It was about six years ago that we trapped him and his family and brought them into the world of humans. He is still shy but has an affectionate nature.
Yes, like our little Chealsea that showed up out of nowhere on Labour Day (sleeping soundly beside me in a basket as I write) - a wee one that just looked like a Chelsea. The day after she came inside, I woke up, lifted myself from bed, and there she was: "woke up, it was a Chelsea morning..." (Joni Mitchell)...looking at me. Where on earth did she come from...
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