Delivered the meal to the mouse Patty after we ate ours on Thanksgiving. Assembled it with love, on a fancy plate: turkey, bun, corn, mashed potatoes and cranberries. Put it out on Thursday afternoon and below is what I found in the morning. I’m thinking Patty had friends and family dining with her because that’s a lot of food.
But what didn’t get eaten? As with many diners who don’t like it, cranberry sauce.
Sorry the plate was so busy, didn’t have a small plain plate. Hoping also that Patty enjoyed the extra effort.
Still looking for someone to neuter her so she stays miceless. There’s someone in Wisconsin Rapids area who runs a pawn shop, gives special loans in the back of the store, and has a sign: will neuter any animal you bring in. Not sure I want Patty to be neutered in a place where there are shady loans.
More to come, looking up mouse jokes. All for your reading pleasure.
I’ve heard of cookies for Santa but really, food for mice? You must have a very compassionate wife. Maybe you could go look at the pawn shop guys operating room. That might give you a better view of his work.