Showing posts with label flynn caught another mousie. Show all posts
Showing posts with label flynn caught another mousie. Show all posts

Thursday, April 21, 2011

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.

Wednesday, October 13, 2010

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.

Wednesday, March 10, 2010

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.

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