Hehehe, this is funny. I found one in our Dyson last week. At first I thought I had vacuumed a rabbit because it was the one of real fur. Hope you can find your mousies Rosie.
You know what they say, "Curiosity killed the cat." Your cats are full-bred species, all of them. It's so wonderful to see cats living in such freedom. I think without their curiosity, cats would never have survived the tough outdoor life. I see our Amidala sitting, watching, listening, observing with every sense in her body before she goes out in the night. But out she goes and back she comes early in the morning, mewing outside our bedroom window at half past five.
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*MOL*
You are funny , Arthur and Rosie :)
I hope you will find the rest of the mousie Rosie !!
MOL you kitties are making mama have tummy ache from laughing. "no money she spent it all on her trip" hahahaha. we would never say that :)
Emma and Buster
Oh you funny Rosie. I hope you find body soon!
Rosie, why don't you go look for REAL mousies? They don't cost anything to catch!
Wow! You´re so cute friends!
Have a delicious weekend!!!
Look in the vacum cleaner bag Rosie, your mousie might have been cleaned up.
Hehehe, this is funny.
I found one in our Dyson last week. At first I thought I had vacuumed a rabbit because it was the one of real fur.
Hope you can find your mousies Rosie.
What a naughty mousie to lose its tail!!
Luv Hannah and Lucy xx xx
MOL, when your mousie bites the dust, it's time to ask the survunts to repair it. And of course some mortadella for the shock and pain of the loss :-)
I know of a store where Mom buys cheap mice!
Mandu
Arthur and Rosie, you crack us up! Good luck getting the tail back on that mousie!
Miss Rosie, If your human can't get you more mousies, You always can come to play More Aussie Mousies here : )
xoxo
You know what they say, "Curiosity killed the cat."
Your cats are full-bred species, all of them.
It's so wonderful to see cats living in such freedom.
I think without their curiosity, cats would never have survived the tough outdoor life. I see our Amidala sitting, watching, listening, observing with every sense in her body before she goes out in the night. But out she goes and back she comes early in the morning, mewing outside our bedroom window at half past five.
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