Hope you had a very Merry Christmas. I was wishing for lots of tuna and treats. Instead Papa went to the shelter and adopted this little white, orange and gray fur ball last week.
Her name is Erica. She is 5 months old. And let me tell you, she has been nothing but a nuisance.
She eats my food. She sleeps in my spot. She plays with my toys. Every day I wake up from one of my many naps and think, "Maybe she has disappeared as suddently as she appeared". But no, she is still here. Ugh.
I don't think she is a cat. I think she is a mouse. Look at this picture. Doesn't she look like a mouse?!
Anyway, if you want a pet mouse, drop me a note. We may barter. I don't ask for much - just a few cans of tuna...