Mammal Mondays: Christmas Mouse of Doom

In the festive spirit of melodrama, please meet Leroy’s Christmas mouse (of doom). I think we’ll call him Dwight. Dwight ended up under the tree because I took my momma shopping to the local feed store/farm mart where I buy Sherman’s fancy kibble and non-fancy bully sticks. We walked up and down the aisles, while…

Happy Ho Ho!

Here we are, the one night a year where kiddies go willingly to bed but really don’t sleep. Santa will be here in a few hours, the turkey is nearly thawed, and the presents are almost all wrapped. On behalf of everyone here in the dollhouse, Merry Christmas with love. We wish you a holiday…