That Mouse is ODD, I Tell Yu

Yesterday's scores:

• Gills: no: hibernaytin
• Simpsons: yes
• Tesco: yes! We had to wait an hour fer Mummy's perskipshun so we wer there AGES an it was grate!
• Nose Hugs Surprizisity Score: 9/10
• Day Score: 7.982/10

HULLO NOT-A-BEARS!

Humbol apologeez fer the 2 day absense, peepol.

Meanwile, the mystery of wat that woodmouse* under the kitchen floor is up to deepens.....

Remember me sayin that Mummy leaves out nuts fer it?

Well, remember me sayin that the mouse put 3 of the nuts in wun of Daddy's shooz???

It's happened again. Ownly more so.

8 this time. EIGHT!!!!! EIGHT hazelnuts in his shoo. So I did an experiment. I put 3 more nuts in the corner an went off on my Beary bizzness fer the day. Wen I came bak, shor enuff, they wer gon. And.... now there are 11 nuts in the shoo.

The evidence: I layter replayced them, of course. I'm no thieff.

Onnistly! Ther are plenty of playces where he cood stash them! Ther is a mouse-size gap under the door to the cubbod-under-the-stairs, wich is just full of boxes an stuff. An there are plenty of bookcases an things too. AND a whole spare bedroom. But no. He choozes Daddy's shoo.

VERY STRAYNGE.

I am wittling down the possibilities:

1. he is bribing daddy not to trap him an take him to the woods


2. he knows that the lift to the woods is imminent an is arsking Daddy if he can take a packed lunch wiv him


3. he is a kinky blighter hoo likes the smell of Daddy's shooz

Personally I jus hope it issent the larst wun. Ther are enuff weirdos rownd heer fer me to liv wiv as it is, thank yu.

Bye fer now!

*yu can reed mor abowt this straynge creecher's diet here.

By the way, I havent fergotten my promiss to post about how to change yer blog's blackgrownd. Mummy is going to giv me a hand wiv that wun, but sheez been bizzy. An now sheez bizzy till Wensday. Still, maybe she can skweez me in to her shedule come Therzday, ay? We shall see...