Three of them!
I've been meaning to blog these for over a month. Three tiny pewter mice — no bigger than an inch from the tip of the nose to the tip of the tail — that were nestled in the frosting of my birthday cake! My childhood nickname was Mouse and while it's rarely used these days, it leaps to people's minds at the sight of mice — only the cute ones — and I still receive mouse-y trinkets on occasion. ; ) Lately, these guys can usually be found hanging out and huddling around the F8 or F12 keys on my computer keyboard at home. Little watchmice.
My Bijouterie fling isn't over yet.