Penny and the mouse.

Howdy mates.  I, Stella, was lucky the other day to have our old Penny cat back me up in a mouse hunt.  Well actually, she was the leader, I followed behind.  A lot behind.  Our dad was in the family room and a little mouse decided to jump on the chair near him.  Cheeky blighter.  When dad moved it jumped behind the lounge chair and when we investigated there was mouse poo there.  Ewwww.  They always come inside when our cold weather starts.  

Anyhoo, mum yells, get Penny!  Dad moves the chairs out and Penny sniffs around with me right behind her.  No mouse.  Phew.  Dad gets the vacuum out and starts cleaning and all of a sudden, Penny pounces and has the mouse.  We let her outside, and you don't want to hear the rest of that story!  

Needless to say, mum and dad were proud of her.  I, Stella, got absolutely no recognition for my part in the hunt.  

Here is our old girl.  Penny, 18 1/2 years old, she has dementia, advanced kidney disease, is deaf and has dodgy eyesight but can still catch a mouse. 

Hope you are all well.  We are all good and send you all our love.
No worries, and love, Stella (and Carol)

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