Back-Seat Muncher

The family Tarago may be a dumping ground for her kids’ leftover everything, but Amanda Blair is grateful to a stowaway who nibbles without quibbles.

- Amanda Blair

I’ve had an extra passenger in my Tarago. They’ve come with me to birthday parties, sporting events, school drop offs/pick-ups, the shops, the gym and they’ve even come with me through the Happy Wash a couple of times. I wish I’d done that last one a bit more regularly, but as I always say to my husband, occasionally is better than nothing’.

I wasn’t bothered by this, in fact I didn’t even know they were there. They were as quiet as a mouse. Which is a good thing because my guest was a mouse. Well, he was born that way, but by the time we found him in my car, he’d grown substantially and could easily have been mistaken for a guinea pig.

For his diet had been bountiful. My little rodent rider had been snacking on a magnificent back-seat buffet – cheesy mites, biscuits, muffins, muesli bars, apples, fruit straps, doughnuts, corn chips – anything the kids didn’t quite finish or want. Oh no, you don’t put those things in the rubbish bin. Apparently the car is the place to leave