Another Day, Another Mouse.

Lots of mousies live here but they are hard to catch because there is a wooden board they hide under.

I hear him coming out.

Got him!
For goodness sake mum! What sort of a blurry picture do you call this.

Mine! Don't anyone even think of trying to take it.

Yum! Tasty.

Another Day, Another Mouse.

Flynn:  I am looking for a mouse.

Eric:  Are you having any luck there Flynn?

Flynn:  Not yet, but I hear him scuttling around.

Flynn:  Not so fast Mr Mouse, I am inviting you for dinner.

Eric:  Flynn gave me the mouse and I just started to nom it when dad took it away from me. Not fair!!

I suppose I will just have to catch one as well then.

Come out Mr Mousie, I know you are in there.

Huh! Looks like I am out of luck.

Flynn:  In yesterday's Wordless Wednesday I was poised ready to pounce on a mousie. Mum took the photo a split second to quick and caught me just taking off instead of in mid air. I did catch the mouse though.

Mancat Monday

Flynn:  There are lots of mousie runs here and I have heard movement.

I'm going to get you mousie!

Told you so!

Eric:  You aren't going to eat it are you? You know mum doesn't want you to.

Flynn:  Grrrrrrr keep away from my mousie.

Eric Update:
The first day he had the high protein all natural wet food he ate it right up. Since then he has turned his nose up at it. I bought some high protein additive and gluten free dry food which he is eating. He seems to eat better every other day, not large amounts but at least he has not totally lost his appetite.
Someone said in a comment on his Easy Like Sunday post that he was holding his tail up better. I have to admit to the photo being 3 or 4 weeks old and taken before it got "the droop". It still droops at the end but has got no worse. He is as lively as usual, jumps on and off the bed with no problem and some mornings plays THoE with Flynn. It is a puzzle what is causing the muscle wastage.

Uh oh!

First of all we want to thank all of you for your support during this difficult time. All your kind thoughts really do help.
Several of you have told us we have to work hard to make our mum and dad smile. Well we succeeded this morning.
Dad woke up about 4.30 to go to the bathroom and we asked if we could go out in the garden so he opened the door for us and went back to bed. A bit later he thought he heard a noise but didn't hear anything else so thought he had imagined it. A bit later still mum wanted to go to the bathroom and thought it was strange that we hadn't been back in to see them so went out to look in the other room.

This is what she found! There were CDs, camera boxes, heavy phone books and all sorts scattered on the floor.

The first thing that came into her mind (after she grabbed the camera) was whether it was a bird or a mouse.

She didn't see any feathers so thought it must be a mousie and I was still trying to climb through the computer desk.

She called dad to see the mess and I thought I was in big trouble but they both were laughing about it and they thanked me for starting their day with a smile. Then she picked up the worst of the mess and moved the small shelves and I helped dad catch the mousie.

Another Busy Day.

We are out taking mum for her walk. The grass has grown long again so it is fun to stalk through it.

We are listening for mousies. We have to make the most of it before winter when they all go to bed and don't come out to play with us.

Eric: That talk of bed has made me feel tired. I am going back home.

Flynn: Okay, I will stay here for a while and see if I can catch anything.

Eric: All that walking has exhausted me. I need my beauty sleep.

Flynn: Typical! He leaves me to do all the work.

Another successful Day.

This is where mum's best most favourite horse, Mr. Who is buried. We like coming to his grave because there are lots of mouseholes there.

They have made the ground soft where they burrow and I whap with my paw to feel where they are.

Success!

Mum tells me she would rather I didn't eat them, but very often I do.

After that it was time to go back home.

The sun came out again and made our furrs look much brighter ginger. Eric decided to sit in the sun for a while.


Then mum called us and told us it was suppertime, so off we went again.

We went on ahead of mum so we would have time to sniff the gate before we went in.

An introoder cat comes around outside our purrison fence and poops by the gate, and he doesn't even cover!
Then we sit and wait for mum to catch up.
Hurry up mum! All this walking has given us an appetite.