Sybil was born around 1999[note 1] and was named after Sybil Fawlty, a character in the BBC sitcom Fawlty Towers.[2][3] Several publications described her as being of Scottish origin.[2][3][4] She was moved from the chancellor of the Exchequer Alistair Darling's family residence in Edinburgh to 11 Downing Street in the summer of 2007,[5] and employed as chief mouser to the Cabinet Office in September of that year.[6] A spokesman for the prime minister, Gordon Brown, said in a press briefing that he "[understood] Mr and Mrs Darling have a cat and it has recently been brought to Downing Street",[3] and that Brown and his wife, Sarah, "do not have a problem with it".[2][7][8] Unlike her predecessor Humphrey, who was given 100 per year after his retirement,[9] Sybil did not receive any money from the Cabinet Office to cover food and veterinary costs, with the Darlings covering those expenses.[10] Sybil was the first cat at Downing Street since Humphrey was removed in November 1997,[11] possibly because of Cherie Blair's reported aversion to cats.[12] Upon her arrival The Daily Telegraph stated that those who had written to the Treasury concerning Sybil's welfare had received a "souvenir photo" of her in return.[13]
On 13 September 2007, two days after her introduction,[14] the former prime minister Margaret Thatcher met Sybil during a visit to 10 Downing Street.[15] In March 2008 Sybil was prohibited from hunting mice in the Treasury because of maintenance regulations restricting the use of animals for pest control.[16]
Six months after moving to Downing Street Sybil, who did not adjust well to life in central London, was moved to the home of one of the Darling family's friends in London. On 27 July 2009 she died after a short illness; the chancellor's spokeswoman announced that Sybil had died at the Darlings' friend's home in London,[5][17][18] whilst The Independent stated that Margaret had returned Sybil to Scotland, and that she had died there.[10]
Her birthday snuck up on me, somehow, even though I clearly knew it was coming. I told her mother my goal is that by the time she's old enough to remember her birthday, I will get birthday gifts to her on time. For now I'm consoling myself with the fact that no one really minds getting gifts on non-birthday days.
I went out and bought a tin of Altoids specifically for this project (it was the only thing I did buy for it, in fact), though I could imagine making cute little bed/houses out of other little containers as well. The key is that they're little. Everything's cuter when it's little. And they should also be sturdy enough for a toddler to tote around!
He has a little pillow to keep him comfy, and a blanket to keep him warm (I made it wide enough to tuck him in well). His mattress is a piece of felt cut with pinking shears and glued to the bottom of the tin.
I don't know about 2 year old girls, but I'm 70 years old and I'd love THAT mouse in a tin. Make a nice change from the ones who sneak in the house sometimes. I guess its one of the joys of living in the country.
This reminds me of one of our favorite children's books: A Dark, Dark Tale by Ruth Brown. It has a delightful surprise ending. I don't want to spoil it; I just have to say that a copy of the book would go very well with the mouse in a tin!
So super fabulous! You have the cheery prints, the tiny cuteness, the perfect-size-to-carry-around factor and the fun of a box to put things in and take things out of (a la Eyeore). You make the best presents!
Yes, Mary, I thought of that as I was gluing it on. I decided to go with it, because it is stuck on there pretty firmly, but if her mom was worried and decided to pry it off just in case, I wouldn't hold it against her! ?
I pinned this when you first made it, and it must have been simmering in my head because shortly afterwards I wrote the Tin of Tans pattern. Do any of you ladies crochet? If so I'll gift it to you on Ravelry.
Sophie has thick eyelashes, tattoos on both upper arms, a piercing on the upper bridge of her nose, and wears a necklace made to resemble a mouse skull. Her upper teeth are slightly protruding, like a mouse.
Sophie has a cheeky sense of humor, as she remarks on Stephen being broke and playing hooky[1] and talking about her profession being both about the "gig economy" and her job[2]. She also refers to her customers as "marks"[3]. She also has a compassionate side, as she gives Stephen genuine advice when he tells her about finding a lost dog's owner and bestows him a free pair of dowsing rods, though not without the added bonus of possible free advertising.
Before her first actual appearance in the comic, Isabel Guerra discovers an e-mail Sophie sent to Ms. Baxter as she searches her computer for signs she's been taken over by Hijack[4]. The e-mail is punctuated with mouse-eared emoticons and contains a picture of Mina Zarei that was surreptitiously taken as she went grocery shopping, along with the title "Look Who's Back In Town".
Sophie is seen for the first time in Chapter 6, when Stephen goes to the mini-mall where her shop is located and enters the shop in search of a psychic reading[5]. After a brief conversation over tea, the owner reassures Stephen that the puppy he's concerned about will find a good owner before giving him a free pair of dowsing rods.
Fievel Mousekewitz is the main protagonist of the An American Tail franchise. He is the only son and middle child of Mama and Papa Mousekewitz, with his big sister Tanya and a baby one named Yasha. He is an adventurous mouse who often endangers himself through his reckless but mostly innocent actions.
Fievel is usually dressed in a red sweatshirt or tunic with a sash around his waist and a pair of blue pants. His sleeves are long and often cover his hands, particularly in the first film. He is usually seen wearing his blue trademark hat, a Russian Kasket Cap, which is somewhat big for him. His attire has only changed during An American Tail: Fievel Goes West. In the aforementioned film, Fievel wears a yellow bandana around his neck and his blue hat can be altered into a white cowboy hat. It remains as that until the very end of the movie, when Fievel has finished a talk with Wylie Burp. Physically he has dark brown fur with light brown fur on his face, chest and belly. The exact shades of his fur differ somewhat from film to film. The film where Fievel gets the biggest redesign is Fievel Goes West, where his head his rounder, he has blue eyes, and pink pads on the bottom of his feet. He is older in this film too.
He is first seen in his home in Shotska, Russia. He receives his trademark hat as a Hanukkah present from his father. At first, Fievel claims that the hat is too big, but his mother says that he'll grow. His father then proceeds to tell them a story of the giant Mouse of Minsk: a mouse that was as tall as a tree and had a tail that was a mile long. The talk soon changes to America: a promise land where, supposedly, the streets are paved with cheese, there are mouseholes in every wall, there are bread crumbs all over the house floors, a person can say whatever they want to say and there are no cats. Mama Mousekewitz tries to get Papa to not say "cat" (for fear that they will hear them), but it is too late; Cossacks soon attack the village, along with their pets- Cossack Cats (or "Cat-sacks"). For the sake of his family, Fievel goes to try to scare the cats away; however, his attempts are not very successful. Nevertheless, the Cat-sacks soon leave the village (albiet, in shambles). Deciding that they have no other choice, the Mousekewitz family gathers up their things and leaves for a boat bound for America in Hamburg, Germany.
Fievel's questions during the walk onto the boat end up annoying most of the other mice that are trying to get onboard, as well as the band performing there, prompting Fievel's father to say "this is the last time I take you to America". Waving goodbye to his homeland, Fievel and his family begin their ride over to America. On the trip, Fievel shows his curious ways by asking his father about fish and their different types. Shortly afterwards, he is seen dancing during the start of the song "There Are No Cats In America". Later that evening, Fievel goes to explore the ship; however, a monstrous wave sweeps him overboard, separating him from his family.
He is later seen in a bottle that is washed onto the shores of the Statue of Liberty (how he ended up there is never explained). He soon meets Henri, a French pigeon who is helping to build the Statue of Liberty. Henri nurses Fievel back to health and, through the song "Never Say Never", restores Fievel's resolve to find his family. Advised by Henri, Fievel is flown over to the mouse version of Castle Garden (aptly named "Mouse Garden") to find his family.
However, upon arrival, he meets Warren T. Rat: a conman and (secretly) the leader of the Mott Street Maulers- a dangerous gang of cats. Fievel makes friends with Warren T, under the pretense that he is being taken to his family.
Fievel realizes far too late, however, that Warren T. was lying to him. Fievel is cast into slavery in a sweatshop run by a fat rat named Moe (that, ironically, is a short distance below his family's new tailoring shop/home). Later that night, Fievel teams up with a street-wise Italian mouse named Tony Toponi and the rest of the orphans working for Moe in an escape made by creating a ladder out of bed blankets that is flung out the window.
Fievel, being the first to escape, quickly runs off, deciding to search for his parents the next morning. His efforts appear to reach fruition when he hears a violin playing from a third-story window in a human apartment complex; alas, it is only a phonograph, as Fievel sadly discovers. Fievel is soon seen by two humans, who begin to throw things at him, ending up with Fievel jumping out of the window and eventually landing into a bucket, the contents of which are sent down the street.
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