Stuart and May - I will not forget you.

Forget-me-not

Last week when I visited my summerhouse I sat in a room next to the kitchen and suddenly I heard a strange sound from the kitchen, a rustling noise. It came from a plastic bag with my Danish rye bread. I realized pretty fast that ‘Stuart Little’ paid me a visit. I tossed a cork at the bag to frighten Stuart away but without luck. I quickly emptied a zinc bucket and pushed the bag