Not in the Dog House!

Emerson Here!

With all the mousie talk this week I just had to put my two cents in (whatever that means but mom says it all the time).  I know my mom is a bit soft in the head heart about mice but really...mice are what I do!  She does acknowledge that they have no place in the house so my nightly mouse patrols are with her blessing.  So, I am not in the dog house, perish the thought!  You would think she wouldn't squeal quite so much when I bring one to her, wouldn't you!  Granted, it was 2 am and it was on the bed but I wanted to be sure she saw it properly.

Any who, things are more or less back to normal this morning which for me means lots of snacks in between lots of feedings.  She told me that she is making a new "healthy" snack for me today, making it from "scratch" she said (I get "scratch" just not sure how it fits into the making of treats) and I will love it, she says...we'll see.  I am a bit finicky of late still, so kind of her to try.

This is me doing what I love to do best, "sun-beaming"...I am even better at that then mousing!  I just wish the darn things wouldn't keep moving around all day.  I have to hunt for them constantly!  No sunbeams today mom said, rain is coming.  Oh well, I will just wait for these new healthy snacks and even if I turn my nose up at them I will praise her efforts.  Moms like that...