The Little Mouse in our House

Greetings and Salutations to one and all. There have been great goings-on in the Larson household recently, and I've been just panting for an opportunity to tell you all about it.

As the title of this diary entry suggests, one of the more exciting events of the last week was our little mousey visitor. Mom was taking a nap downstairs on Wednesday, and I was just hanging out in my kennel. A little nibbley sort of sound caught my attention, and looking around, I suddenly see a tiny, furry creature sitting in my bowl and helping himself to a piece of my kibble, just as bold as you please. I barked out to him to go find his own darn kibble, and Mom, hearing my barking, came to investigate. She opened my kennel, and I'll tell you that I didn't waste any time getting over to my food bowl to give that little guy a peice of my mind, up close and personal. That's when she noticed our visitor......and she was rather vocal about it as well, I might add! Between the two of us, we chased that little guy through the house. We almost caught him twice, but he used his sneaky rodent ways and escaped us both times.

Fast forward about 6 hours. Once again, I'm just hanging around in my kennel, and the mouse shows up again. This little guy is small, but has the courage of a lion! This time, though, Mom, Dad, & I are ready for the hunt. We're surrounding the rodent, ready to pounce, when guess who shows up??

Brady Cat!

And the mouse runs right under Brady's front paws in a daring attempt at escape.

Brady didn't even notice him!!!!

Thank God I'm around, since I"m obviously the mouser in the family. We caught the little guy and Dad let him go outside.

Since that day, Brady has been skulking around trying to pretend it didn't happen. He's hoping none of the other cats in the neighborhood hear about this, or he may have to surrender his cathood. I almost feel bad for the guy....almost....HAHAHAHAHAHAHA!

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