My Critters

I've got mice on the brain. We went to our friend's 55th wedding anniversary celebration last Sunday and the nuts on my plate reminded me of the baby mice and I could not enjoy them. This is Gunner.

We used to call him Gunpowder but that was before Lead died.

Now he's just Gunner.

I enjoy him tremendously.

I let him run loose in the backyard everyday.

He loves it.

He's big enough the cats don't mess with him.

They are still curious and will follow him

but when Gunner sniffs or hops towards them,

they move away.

(And my cats aren't the scaredy kind,

they taunt the dogs behind us

and Harley's son Zeke used to chase

the neighbor's dog whenever they walked by)

(a big dog...not one of those toy dogs you carry in a purse).

We have some zucchini plants that

Gunner likes to hide and sleep under

and I'm sure he's the one who has been

nibbling on them as well. Josiah Shazaam!!
Gunner and Josiah
Alice's babies - 5 days old

Jade holding Harley while I gave Alice

more food and water.

Harley - watching Alice