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Otago Daily Times, Issue 23830, 9 June 1939, Page 12

"I’ll certainly have to do something about it," mused an Auckland business man as he entertained a caller last week and gazed at three mice, little bigger than postage stamps, as thev scampered about the office floor in search of tit-bits. The mice, without. any trace of timidity, basked in the sun, which streamed through the office window, or scuttled about as playfully as any kitten. The visitor tu the' office indeed walked over to one of the mice and stroked it. Just at that moment the typist opened the door and the mouse was almost crushed. Instead of shrieking piercingly, as one imagines women do when mice are on the scene, the typist surveyed the battered mouse and murmured: “ Poor little thing. Those three have been keeping me company all morning.”