Rosie wins the prize

Running, running, running, running, running, running, running, running, running, running around and around and around and around and around, Lacey chasing Rosie. Why? Rosie caught a mouse. It must be dead by now, if not from a blow from Rosie’s beak, at least from fear while dangling from Rosie’s beak and being grabbed at by Lacey. I watched the final act of this play. Rosie swallowed the mouse whole. Like a snake she worked it down a bit at a time. I suppose Rosie’s eggs are no longer organic, certainly not vegetarian.