Gentle Mouse, Goofy Mouse

When I was a baby & caught up to Mousie in size.

by Sweetie, blogger and chronicler of silly stuff

Good morning, Friends.  
We are back. At least, this week we are.  No telling what other weeks will bring. A lot has been going on around here but nothing much worth writing about except our wee Mousie. 

Yes, little Mousie, my big sister.  Let me clarify that.  Mousie is not bigger than me, in fact she's a little over half my size, but she's bigger in the sense that she is older than me.  Yes, she's ancient.  She will be 11 this year whereas I just turned 9. 

Now, as I was saying, little Mousie, my big sister has never lost her kittenish behaviours.   She curls up in her bed like a kitten and buries her nose in her paw.  OH!  So do I!  Oh, and she loves to cuddle.  Oops! So do I!  Oh yes, and she grooms herself all the time.  And so do I, but not as much as she.  *Giggles* I guess we are sort of alike.

But, most of all she loves to play with toys and with her tail.  I don't!  I chase intruders and sometimes Mousie and tease Rondo and Etude but I don't often play with toys.

Oh, and I've told you this before but I'm going tell you again... Mousie chases her tail and when she catches it she bites it AND SQUEALS because, as she says with a look of shock on her puss, "It hurts!"

Well, that's about all, except for this link of Mousie doing acrobatics and tail chasing AND a few photos of all of us, but mostly of our wee Gentle Mousie. Enjoy.  I'm off now to chase her around the condo.

Oh, oh, oh!  And before I forget... The bratty boys turn 10 this month.   Yep, can you believe it?  So, stay tuned for a birthday celebration of a sort....late next week.  *giggles*

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