The weather hasn't been cooperating. It is still unusually cool and the rain just keeps coming down. The plants are very happy, although it is nearly impossible to spend some time out on the balcony to enjoy them! Cabin fever season is here and we are still wearing several layers, including a sweatshirt, in order to feel warm enough.
As a result, the clowns are restless. Restless and relentless. They can tear around here like little wildcats. Scruffy keeps losing ALL of his mousies. There is, of course, the first beloved, but now he has 2 or 3 backups, understudies, if you will. He lost them all! Under the fridge, under a china cabinet, under the pantry, under the cedar chest...And he has a new trick. He has learned to toss the mouse up, way up in the air. It can land on the kitchen counter, in a shoe, on the top of the pantry....anything goes. Several times poor old mousie nearly drowned in the water bowl.
The three tunnels they have are usually lined up in the hallway. They like tearing through all three in order to startle someone else who may be peacefully hanging out at the other end.
