YOU'LL NEVER GUESS... There I sat all cranked back in the recliner, resting me back... and Little Teddy starts barking. And barking. And barking. Well, she must want out, and it ain't smaht to ignore her want'n to go out, 'cause one might be picking up a warm tootsie roll..., or mopping up a quarter sized little yellow puddle, so I gets me up and hobbles out to the kichen.

HUH.





She's got this damn MOUSE cornered by the dishwasher,



and here I'd been thinking I'd like a piece of toast or something, well, you NO I ain't gonna get anywhere near that cupboard while the MOUSE IS IN THE HOUSE, so... diet for a while. AND, call the Geezer, who sez he's waythehell up in WOODSTOCK!!! So I takes me some pichures, and convince the dogs to go out... three different times! But the Old Guy slips in, he was really nearer than Woodstock, achully, he was down at the corner. Anyway, he sizes up the situation, and goes down cellar, comes up wit a

BOARD!!!

"I ain't watchin' this,

and you clean up the mess!"

THUMP

Picks it up by the tail.... now I ain't really sure of that, 'cause me eyes were covered, but stands to reason.

Anyway, he toddles down cellar and adds the little mousie body to the heat being generated in our wood burning furnace. So, field mices are good for something besides keeping Teddy company and me away from the cupboard.

My brother Paul, sister Paula, at about six months. Micah & Rebecah's Jonah has Paul's little button nose... well, Paula's looks kinda buttonish...