"Look, I caught you a mouse...
...with this handy mousetrap."
Upon further investigation, I found that the only gift they had left me was the tail, and not even quite all of that. "Heer. Dis iz foar yoo. Cant eet ennyway."
Boy, do I feel special.
California has been my home since I was 5. My husband was born in LA. Our 3 kids were born in the same city, in the same hospital, in the same ROOM! Trading our shorts and beach towels for shovels and snow boots, we moved to Montana this summer. It's a whole new world up here. Join us for action and adventure, laughter and an occasional tear...as Gold Country meets Big Sky!
and i found the foot right by it
ReplyDeleteWhen I was about 11, we had a tiny little part-chichuahau/part feist mix who loved to catch mice and leave them as presents for us...usually right inside the doors of our bedrooms so we couldn't miss them. I quickly learned to turn on the overhead light before entering my bedroom instead of going into the dark bedroom and turning on the bedside lamp.
ReplyDeleteEEEEEEK!!!! Poor Tina has also stepped barefoot on Parts before, having one particular cat that could have starred in a feline chain saw movie.
ReplyDeleteTurning on lights is good.
Good Kitty!
ReplyDelete~Valerie
Can't we all just get along?
ReplyDeleteStop that Little Mo, leave Noni alone. You're a mole, not a mouse.
ReplyDeleteLOL! Glad you and Little Mo could come hang out. Little Mo, maybe I can set up an outdoor rodent feeding station to encourage your cousins to avoid the Cats and Traps of Doom. Would that help?
ReplyDeleteThat would be great! I especially like roots and grubs.
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