Category: News

Weather

Do you listen to the weather forecast? This week it snowed in my back yard, and I built snow man.


It wasn’t easy with weasels gouging its eyes out to eat the raisins, but I am happy with the results.

You’re probably wondering what the extra stick in the back of his head is. It’s a special antenna that allows him to transmit his thoughts into outer space. Kind of like a blog except that it’s invisible. Who knows if anyone’s receiving them.

Where’s Harriet?

A lot of people have been asking, “Where is Harriet?” “Why doesn’t Harriet post?” Well, the sad truth is that Harriet isn’t feeling well and is in a sort of protected living space.

Where we live is potentially very dangerous. In the same way that the savannah is. You’re eating grass and basking in the sun when suddenly a lion mauls you.

Harriet is now in the observing stage of her life. She’s no longer a participant. It’s not like she ever did that much or had that much to say, but when she did say something it was always very sharp. She may post occasionally, but she’s too tired today.

Thanksgiving


You are all wondering how my Thanksgiving was. I know. FIRST let me tell you that I am not a fan of this holiday. It appears to me that you sit around all day waiting to eat, and then you eat some of the dullest food imaginable. Everyone makes such a big deal over cranberries and stuffing, but if they are so good, why do we not eat them more often? Turkey? Do you know how many turkey sandwiches I eat every week? About four. Why would I want to spend all day cooking a turkey?

The only good thing about Thanksgiving is the being thankful part. It is good to give thanks; this is true. Here are four things I’m grateful for (not including my Shark and my Steamboy): 1. my digital camera 2. red wine 3. the Sopranos 4. Harriet.

This Thanksgiving, I decided to stay home and play cards with my friends Big Mickey and Bernice. No boring relatives, no boring food, no boring football. And best of all, no weasels! They went to see their grandmother in Utica for the holiday.

Until next week, I remain yours, etc.,
Mickey

The Most Important Thing


Okay. This is my first real post. What I’d like to talk about first is
house cleaning. The most important thing is keeping my black and white
tiled floor clean.

Certain weasels and other rodents track in leaves
and DIRT. Here is a photo of me with my SHARK! and another of me with
mySteamboy.