Duro De Cazar - Un Ratoncito

Only the Little Mouse remained.

And if you listen closely on winter nights, you can still hear him scratching softly inside the walls—smiling, patient, and free. un ratoncito duro de cazar

“You win, little one,” he said, and left a single crust of bread on the floor by the hearth—no trap, no trick. Just bread. Only the Little Mouse remained

The cat gave up first. Then the dog lost interest. Finally, the Farmer sat at his kitchen table, rubbed his tired eyes, and laughed. and free. “You win