~ Mouse Training 101 ~

 It was brought to my attention  recently,
 that we have a wee bit of a problem.
You see,
I have just discovered that my big girls (my Mastiffs) have been holdin' out some relevant information.
Information that I consider to be Important.

They have a pet...
mouse..mmmmm.. or rather mice!
 I discovered this whilst I was feedin'.

I was going about my normal routine,
feed Lucky boy, feed the girls, wash water buckets and return to see,
 Molly sharin' her breakfast with THEM! 

 "Them" as in the mice!

They scatter the very second I step into the sun room, leaving both girls perplexed, looking at each other like I just ran over their favorite puppy.
Molly looks at the hole in the wall, where they made their escape  and then back to me like..

 " What did you do?"

"Where did they go?"

 That didn't bother me half as bad as the fact that I have three cats and it sure appears that they are not doing their jobs!

 I talked it over with Mr. Fix-It and after wayin' the pro and cons, decided to buy some mouse traps and enroll the three, free loaders....
 in Mouse Hunting 101.

The traps were promptly added to the weekend grocery/shopping list and all things furry and fun were quickly enlisted in this endeavor to train three lazy felines to rid the homestead,
of this rodent infestation little situation.
I explained to the big girls,
 that they could not have pets without prior approval as well as the fact that I can not afford to feed the neighborhood.

Besides, it wouldn't be fair, I already told Skippy that he could NOT have a Rottweiler,
even if it was to be the "Mascot" of his Fan Club!

We proceeded to set aside time each evening, to play out the role they were expected to preform.
Mr. Fix-It would gather all the furry critters,
and one by one,
fire them out for the kitties to catch and return,
so that once again, he could practice with them.
 They loved this schooling, and looked forward each evening to  
playing
practicing their stalking and pouncing skills with Dad.

We were fairly certain that they had gotten the idea,
 so this morning I awoke bright and early.

 Snatched three free loading felines,
 from their comfy little beds
 and shoved them outside at the crack of dawn...

Now get your butts out there and earn your keep!

I set about doing my mornin' chores of laundry, dishes, make the beds etc...

and as I pass the back door, 

I notice something different.

Upon further inspection I discover.........

Yep, thats right...

We now have three retrievers!

No ones tellin' whose bright idea this was..

Cheaters!

Tisha

 and the freeloaders....