We’re back……

 By Rondo, the handsome one, chronicler of mischief and mayhem

Okay friends, so you must have been wondering where we, the M&M crew at Mischief and Mayhem Central got to…
Truth is Mousie’s head is forever in the clouds, Sweetie has made it her duty to chase away the imaginary critters that invade our condo and when all is safe she moves on to teasing us. Whiskers is in her dotage and sleeps all day. 

That just leaves us and we have been busy.... Yes, we enterprising boys....
Well, we got lost in the archives for quite a long time and then after having been stranded in Mousie’s closet forever we decided researching and snooping were not wise occupations for two growing, handsome dudes and we moved on to other endeavours (aka adventures).

 If you remember, Mousie danced into the room (see Invasion of the Interlopers) twirling and humming and hardly left for three days while we were stuck hiding in her closet.  Yes, three days.  Well, maybe it wasn’t three days.  Maybe it was three hours.  Oh, alright, it was three minutes before she twirled out to remind Grammy and Whiskers she had another dream date with her dreamboat and we made our escape unscathed.  Whew that was close!  Girls!  Mush!  We almost starved to death. 

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When Grammy saw the state we were in she was so worried she brought out the scale… and we’d lost a whopping 4 (yes four) milligrams... practically anorexic.  

What’s that Grammy? You weighed us because you thought we’d gained?  Delusional, Grammy!  Memo to Etude.... we gotta start looking up a  senior facility for the old dear.

​Who's telling this anyway?  Pfft!
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Now, where was I going with this?  Oh yeah!  We disappeared for a lonnnnnnnng time but we are back…at least for today.  So, Rondo here to tell you what is going on in the house of mischief.    Here goes....

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​ETUDE HAS A WEE CRUSH!  Yes, you heard me.  Etude has had his head turned by a girl kitty.  Pathetic, I know… but he’s my brother and I love him despite himself. 
So, Etude has met this balladeer- adventuress named Raina BlueMoon.  Now, before you go looking her up on Facebook, don’t!  She’s too busy adventuring and balladeering to have a page.
We met on one of our adventures.   So, like I said, she’s caught Etude’s eye.  I must admit I did a double take too but feminine felines (and feminine humans) are a LOT OF WORK.  I’ll pass, thank you very much.  Bad enough watching him getting his tail in a knot.  I’d say knickers but we don’t wear knickers.  But then you ought to know that.  Silly readers!
 
So, after a few adventures with the rest of the crew which we posted on Facebook, Etude has decided this young Russian Blue Beauty is a great sport and he’d like to get to know her a little better…. And not wanting to mess up asked for my advice.  Well, of course, I suggested taking her to an all you can eat buffet.  No, not good enough for the Tude.  He wants to treat her ‘special’.   Well, I THOUGHT an all you can eat buffet was pretty special... but what do I know?
 
Well, for that kind of ‘special’ he would need more than my help.  So, I suggested he sign up for some etiquette courses… but then that poses another problem.  Unlike Mousie’s beau LBC we don’t have deep pockets.  Truth be told, even if I kick in my pocket money we’re pretty much broke … barely enough for a tunaburger.  And then…
 
Presto- Zippo!  We both had the brilliant idea at the very same moment.  Who do we know who is sophisto, debonair, romantic (yuck), and knows how to treat a lady? 
 
That’s right!  You’ve got it... Little Boy Cat!  Mousie’s beau! Maybe he’d pass along some pointers.  Yeah, right!  After all our teasing over the years, we daren’t ask him for advice.  No siree!  Not a good idea.  So how could he learn from the master without the master!!!  Think!  Think!  Think! 
 
I’ve got it.   Mousie’s Diary…. that’s the ticket.  Yes.  Nothing like living on the edge.

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