That was last Sunday, if'n you happen to remember, or happened to stop by.
Mine Mommy had set up several, well, three to be purr-cise, challenges for me, and
normally I am challenged ~ and take her up on each and every one!
Mine Mommy had set up several, well, three to be purr-cise, challenges for me, and
normally I am challenged ~ and take her up on each and every one!
But, t'was Sunday, easy Sunday [again to be purr-cise] and I much purr-ferred to have
an easy Sunday cozyrelaxingquietdonotdisturb nap. And so it was.
an easy Sunday cozyrelaxingquietdonotdisturb nap. And so it was.
But that mouse, that danged little mouse sat there, and sat there,
day after day after day, until I really couldn't take it anymore!
I mean what's a girl to do? What would you do?
Challenge accepted. Attack. Challenge met.
Mouse deaded. Gone. **
** actually I think mouse is back in my toy basket and little step stool back in mine Mommys' closet


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