Dying gerbil mistaken for dog (Rousse)

Like all farming families, we had many pets.

In our household my Granny T was the one responsible for feeding and tidying up after them. So when LTP&S came to visit and P asked about the dying dog in the cage in the kitchen, I denied all responsibility.

(In fact it was a gerbil, not a dog – and P had also missed the pile of dead hamsters piled up in the corner.)

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