Our Mom is busy making toys for the shelter’s upcoming Christmas Tree auction. She keeps complaining she doesn’t have time for this. If that’s the case, these catnip mousies must be multiplying by themselves because there are at least a dozen of them stuffed in a bag waiting to be hung up. All except this one, that is. This one’s mine!*
*Mom’s note: Tessa didn’t get to keep this one but don’t worry. I’ll make a mousie just for her, later.
On the other side of the house and three hundred and twenty-two failed, blurry photos later, Illy checks out a different set of auction tree ornaments. Looking at those things now, and if we were Illy, we think we’d want to chew all those big felty eyeballs off right this very minute!
Luckily for us, one group photo turned out. It’s a pretty big photo so please click on it to enlargerate. Warning: We’re not sure what was going on with Robbie’s stare. Obviously, he was really, REALLY into watching that dangling toy to get that kind of goofy look out of him!