We is More Smarter Than Mouses

This morning was cold and rainy and a little foggy when I left for Leroy's house. The rain was light but the clouds were hanging pretty low over the tree's. The horses were in the stables and ready to eat, as were the cats, and all that part of the day went by quickly. The dogs didn't hear me come in and only came out of the garage seconds before I parked. I walked in the house to open the can of Alpo and saw that my killer mouse trap worked again. Petey wasn't really impressed when I showed the half mouse to him, so I made Petey and Gypsy's breakfast and then reset the trap for the next mouse. I dropped the shortened mouse over the fence near Sammy's pen in case Mickey came back to life, but he didn't run away. I assume he will still be there later...unless a bird finds him. The other trap, the one in the garage, was empty. Its hard to set it, so I can get to it, without the dogs rooting it out and tripping it. So that one is now on Leroy's work bench and ready for action, still. I didn't expect to catch another mouse in the house, so that one was a bonus mouse, smaller but just as dumb as the other one. Maybe it was his wife and so distraught that she committed suicide, or not. Later we will see if Junior will be there...call me Tony Soprano.