This cartoon brings back memories. Back when I was around nine years old, my older sister built a gingerbread house with a friend. After the holidays, it was packed up and stored away.
Years later, we came across the wooden base of the gingerbread house, but without the house itself. In place of the house were very many mysterious tiny egg shells. These strange white eggs were a little bigger than a BB, and most were open and hollow, as if something had hatched out of them.
Could the gingerbread house have been eaten by whatever hatched out of those eggs?
We eventually figured out what happened: Unsurprisingly, it was mice who had devoured the gingerbread house (glue and all). And not only did they eat up the house, but they got into a beanbag toy and ate up the insides of all the beans as well. So those mysterious eggs we saw were actually husks of the beans that made up the inside of a child’s toy!
This cartoon brings back memories. Back when I was around nine years old, my older sister built a gingerbread house with a friend. After the holidays, it was packed up and stored away.
Years later, we came across the wooden base of the gingerbread house, but without the house itself. In place of the house were very many mysterious tiny egg shells. These strange white eggs were a little bigger than a BB, and most were open and hollow, as if something had hatched out of them.
Could the gingerbread house have been eaten by whatever hatched out of those eggs?
We eventually figured out what happened: Unsurprisingly, it was mice who had devoured the gingerbread house (glue and all). And not only did they eat up the house, but they got into a beanbag toy and ate up the insides of all the beans as well. So those mysterious eggs we saw were actually husks of the beans that made up the inside of a child’s toy!
(They’re true gluttons, those mice.)