Dear beautiful Friends,
I moved Holiday Mouse into my office this afternoon. He was really well-behaved, didn’t bother my 2 pm client one bit. He was quiet as a ______. There, I didn’t say it.
Steve bought Mouse some years ago for our Christmas decorations, a bit of playful fun. I was a bit meh about him, in part because Steve was trying on a new pet name for me, “Mouse” and I didn’t love it. Would you?
Yesterday afternoon I needed a pick-me-up, but I can’t do afternoon coffee. Instead, I brought His Holiday Jauntiness into my playroom (trying out “play” in lieu of “work” these days), and let him pose on the hot pink bureau that is in temporary use by my three Australian grandkids. It cracked me up and added a wee wag to my tail.
Here’s your Advent Mouse-ian Trivia for Dec 9.
Did you know that Mice can sing? Me neither.
Mice are one of four singing mammals: whales, bats, and of course, humans. Male mice serenade the females with something called an ultrasonic song.
Holiday Mouse has been courting me with “I Don’t Know How to Love Him” on repeat, and while I’m a big Jesus Christ Superstar fan, enough already! (Plus, I’m taken.)