Sugar Mouse Goodness

Oh buckets full of chocolate mice! Something so wonderfully wonderful happened to me the other day.

Andrew and Sharon who are my very very good friends and ardent followers of my blog, came round to see me the other day. Annoyingly, Mummy and Daddy took over and started behaving as though Andrew and Sharon were there to see them. I really didn’t get a hoot in edgeways which was terribly frustrating. But guess what, oh guess what! Andrew brought a special gift – just for me! Not for Mummy or Daddy or Oxford or Odeletta. It was all for ME!

It was A SUGAR MOUSE! A great big one. I was so hootless with excitability. I really did feel so very very happy that I nearly burst the seams of my tummy with bubbles of joyfulness because I had never ever expected that being famous like this would mean that people would come and visit me with gifts. I think I must be the very first person ever in the whole wide world to have been given a gift wrapped sugar mouse in admiration. You just don’t hear of that sort of thing happening in the famous world do you? Jewellery and flowers maybe. But gift wrapped sugar mice! No way!

Oh! I am so very very excited to be sitting down with my plate full of sugar mouse goodness. I expect it will be oh so yummy.

Except for the tail that is. I expect that will taste quite stringy.