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“Watch out, here I come!” says Tortellini to Momos (who did not move and thus got landed upon.)
Khinkali’s watching me (’cause, ya know. Someone’s gotta!)
Bao and Momos are enjoying this scratcher couch quite a bit.
Pierogi in the sunshine.
Momos is all “What you MEAN it’s not time for dinner yet, lady?!”
This is Wonton’s favorite spot (well, one of his favorite spots) to snooze.
“Wahhhhh!” says Bao.
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Milo’s keeping Khal company in the sunshine.
And along comes Magoo to see what’s going on.
Rocco has somehow earned the very strong dislike of a Mockingbird, and seeing him trot across the lawn with a Mockingbird dive-bombing him is pretty funny. (The Mockingbird never makes contact, and Rocco totally ignores the dive-bombing.)
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Posted on social media (Facebook/Twitter/Instagram/Tumblr/ Bluesky/Threads) yesterday.
Khinkali and Tortellini are hanging out up high, keeping an eye on me.
Tortellini is showing how to properly use the track toy, and Wonton is feelin’ baffled.
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Throw Back Thursday, from 2025 (for some reason I never shared this last year) – Margarita the little mouse and her friends in the foster room. I forgot what a hot mess the Britty Bunch was when I first got them.
Milo’s getting his Rumdangle on, and suggests you do the same.
“What doin’, lady?” wonders Pierogi.
Good night innernets. (Tortellini & Khinkali in the top bed, Wonton & Momos in the lower bed.)
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Previously
2025: Benji puzzling over the track toy. “I don’t get it, lady.”
2024: Then she said “Okay, guys, it’s safe! Come on down!” and they did.
2023: Oooh, they’re SERIOUS.
2022: No entry.
2021: No entry.
2020: He looks SO much like Khal here!
2019: “They’ll never find me here!”
2018: This doesn’t seem at all precarious and unsafe, ladies.
2017: (Don’t you love how she was putting her black lipstick on in preparation for sneaking out to a rave, and missed a bit?)
2016: “MY Mouse Cave, and don’t you forget it!”
2015: Skelton, also not skeered.
2014: Throwback Thursday: Spot.
2013: “…three…four…five. Okay, there really ARE five. No matter how many times I count. It’s just… I don’t remember HAVING five. I only remember four. Maybe this is what they mean when they say you forget the pain of childbirth. Maybe you forget the actual one you’re birthing, too. I wish I’d forgotten birthing that one with the big head. That pain I can live without remembering.”
2012: “I whip it real good!”
2011: No entry.
2010: No entry.
2009: Look, I made a video to share the pain!
2008: “Hey. Where’d THOSE come from?!”
2007: “Squirrels do love cashews, Bob.”
2006: No entry.
2005: No entry.