Well, Missy didn't want to go to the food bowl, instead being interested in the door to the pantry. A wee, battered mouse was hiding in the back corner.
Finders keepers...and it wasn't Me!
And WHO brought this critter into the house???
Not me!
Not me! I've been sleeping (hiding?) in this box.
All three kids have moved out, but Not Me still lives with us.
May your day be a little less frightening...or adventuresome.
MM is my hero. That's life in chilly Mayberry, y'all!
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6 comments:
It's hard to find fault with anyone who can fit in a wine box. Or is that fuzzy and cute. srsly.
In a family, the one who isn't there to defend themselves is usually to blame. :)
Have a lovely day! Thankfully, it's not quite as chilly here today. big hugs xoxo
Not Me strikes again! I'm sure the mouse was glad to be rescued (?) by MM and especially glad you weren't the first one up today! See you at lunch.
Bless it's heart. I'm sure MM did the right type of rescue too. Just the way he rolls.
Have a terrific day honey. Big hugs from cold and rainy California. :)
Not Me has a twin who lives at my house now!
Ciao Sandy!!!
Funny...I'm sitting on a chair, same shape, fabric, color like yours!!!
Doing nothing...marvellous!!!
Have a great Friday!!!
Big hugs!!!
LOL! "not me" visits here often...LOL!
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