I have alluded, in comments, that the Mouse is on a restricted diet. Let’s face it, we all have trouble beating back temptation when it comes to eating all the goodies of holiday time. But, folks, the Mouse had no shame. He took indulging to an all-time high. Therefore he has been whining a bit about how ‘deprived’ his life is lately. Poor little fuzzy, obese mouse.
(Getting out the tiny violin, now).
The final straw came when he appealed to our cherished friend and Mousie’s biggest fan, Lord David over at https://barsetshirediaries.wordpress.com/ to take him in because I wasn’t spoiling him enough…then, to really get my dander up, Mousie decided he would have the audacity to re-blog the cute clip he found at another blog, “Sleep Tight, Enoki.”
He’s been pretty lazy lately anyway. So I said he could just go if he thought he needed to act like that.
He knows he’s ultra-spoiled here. I am guilty of allowing him to have extra snacks, when I know it really isn’t good for him. I am only looking after him for his own good; he obviously needs supervision. But, he’s trying to make me look like the Monster of Monsters and I had to put my foot down.
So…off he goes. To Wales. In the United Kingdom.
Distance is 8620 kilometers or 5356 miles or 4654 nautical miles…
Mind you, we live in Southern California. Hmmm. Methinks he won’t quite make his destination.
What do you all think?
(((Photo credited to our friend Ray over at http://villageundertaker.wordpress.com, who tweeted it recently…thanks, Ray! )))
Bon Voyage, Rotund Rodent. Write me, won’t you?
Probably find him on my pillow in the morning, begging for forgiveness, and a breakfast biscuit.
And, I’ll cave in…again! 😛
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Thanks again for coming by…
©C.S. Thompson, 2015.