Felix the Field Mouse Farmyard Parable Felix the Fieldmouse was lying in the corner of the Hayshed. It was afternoon, and he was enjoying the warming rays of the sun stealing through the gaps and holes of a rusty corrugated iron wall. With a belly full of grain, he was kicking back, taking a break.… Continue reading Farmyard Parable
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