YIKES!!! ugh. well, on that note. Let me give you the peppermint malt recipe. peppermint ice cream (lots) chocolate syrup (a squeeze) milk (to the consistency you like) and malt powder (a couple TBS.)
Yikes! What dish is that mouse in? Samuel just finished reading Redwall. The mice in the book are peaceful and kind. Don't know if that would change my thought about mice if I found one in a home.
It's Ranger's water bowl. I think the mouse was thirsty, and got more than he bargained for. He also probably dropped the dog food piece into the water. Hmmm. I've passed along the job of de mousing my house to Dad when he visits.
He needs a name, we can only assume it’s a boy in the Schenewark house, so here are a few names to choose from: Mouser Dinner (for the neighbors cat) Swimmer
It just goes to show what keeping the Word of Wisdom can do for you. This is a perfect example of avoiding the dangers of drinking.
Awe, so CUTE! So does he have a name yet (besides Wordless) and who gets to keep him in a cage and feed him dog food? Oh wait, is it potty trained? Hope it's not a momma mouse getting food for its wee ones. If so, the boys can SELL them (all of them) to snake (or whatever else eats these cute critters) owners and earn some money. =^..^=
I asked a boy to take him out into the field and dump him. He opted for the flinging into the field route, and accidentally hit a tree. Now we're feeling a little pity.
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I have a word...GROSS! (is he the reason your phone wires are NOT working???)
YIKES!!!
ugh. well, on that note. Let me give you the peppermint malt recipe.
peppermint ice cream (lots)
chocolate syrup (a squeeze)
milk (to the consistency you like)
and malt powder (a couple TBS.)
Mix in blender to taste. It's our favorite treat!
drown rat?
Really?
Yikes! What dish is that mouse in? Samuel just finished reading Redwall. The mice in the book are peaceful and kind. Don't know if that would change my thought about mice if I found one in a home.
NASTY!
I have a word:
N.A.S.T.Y!
It's Ranger's water bowl. I think the mouse was thirsty, and got more than he bargained for. He also probably dropped the dog food piece into the water. Hmmm. I've passed along the job of de mousing my house to Dad when he visits.
Ranger, fetch!
He needs a name, we can only assume it’s a boy in the Schenewark house, so here are a few names to choose from:
Mouser
Dinner (for the neighbors cat)
Swimmer
It just goes to show what keeping the Word of Wisdom can do for you. This is a perfect example of avoiding the dangers of drinking.
Must have been a thirsty mouse--yuk!
Did you keep him? I wouldn't have known what to do with it after I found it.
Awe, so CUTE! So does he have a name yet (besides Wordless) and who gets to keep him in a cage and feed him dog food? Oh wait, is it potty trained? Hope it's not a momma mouse getting food for its wee ones. If so, the boys can SELL them (all of them) to snake (or whatever else eats these cute critters) owners and earn some money. =^..^=
I asked a boy to take him out into the field and dump him. He opted for the flinging into the field route, and accidentally hit a tree. Now we're feeling a little pity.
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