Weekend's Approaching Doom

I can't believe those bunnies, posting here about my box issues when there are more serious things to worry about. That mouse who lives in Florida is doing another show on Frankenstein on Sunday. You might remember the last time he did a Frankenstein show, he had the bunnies who live at his park dance up that Frankenstorm as publicity. Who knows what he's got planned this time! It is sure to be a disaster, whatever it is, though, so I suggest everyone prepare to hide now!

Definitely Better

Oh, and now my dino sisters are saying they have some dinosaur relations working at that park my woodpecker tenant's uncle is associated with! A nice long vacation is in my future for sure. The one thing that I am a bit concerned about, though, is that there's a water ride in the section of the park that this dinosaurs are employed in. Really, those kinds of rides are so annoying, and would you believe they don't even have fish in the water? What's the use of water without fish? But the dinosaurs seem rather proud of it. What if they expect me to take a ride on it when I get down there? When the human toured this park before she mentioned seeing feline tourists in that section, undoubtedly being forced on the ride by dinosaurs! I might get wet!

Library Charges

While poking around and checking out those comics starring that bunny who lives with the mouse, my rabbit siblings happened upon some comics starring my woodpecker tenant's uncle. Naturally, they hopped out to his hole to alert him to this literature, and now he's wanting to fly in, to do a bit of reading. Do you suppose I can use the library usage to justify increasing his rent? Although, now that I think about it, his uncle does have connections, down in Florida, just down the road from the giant rodent's park. Maybe I can draft the woodpecker into my vacation plans too! Birds have a tendency to go sourh, after all, around this time of year, at least the ones who haven't planned in advance and rented a nice home from me. Even though he has a snug hole, perhaps the woodpecker would like to take a trip south for old time's sake, on a bus to save on his wings. I understand the park his uncle does business with caters to feline tourists. I can take an extra long vacation and see EVERYTHING!

Maps

The human is playing around with that online map thing again, but I can't object at all at this time. She just pulled up a view of the park my mouse siblings' relation owns and is looking through it. And the mice are lounging on the bed, looking over her shoulder. Seeing pictures of their relative's cozy home are sure to make them want to take a trip down there to visit him, and of course, it would be horribly rude for them to go without their big cat brother, now wouldn't it? Perhaps I ought to change the human's screensaver to flash pictures of the park, to put the mice in the mood.

My Plan

My plan is going very well, if I do say so myself. I casually pushed that brochure for the mouse's park under the noses of some of my bear siblings today, and remarked on the bear on the center page, wanting to know if he was a relation. They took a look and started exclaiming on how he was their cousin, who they hadn't seen in ages, and then they begin to go on about how wonderful it was that he had done so well for himself, finding a place with that mouse. Then some of the bears that the human has allowed to visit the park before started going on about how nice the place was, and how happy their cousin has to be, being able to live there. Oh, it will be no trouble at all, to convince them they should write him, to see about a visit! Maybe he will even send money, along with that mouse, for bus fare! And, if all of the teddies went, oh, my! I'm sure we would have the bus to ourselves, without any humans to cause a problem, besides the human to drive. My whiskers are quivering just thinking about it. And really, it isn't like the bears would all need full seats, so think of all of the lovely space I would have, to stretch out and play online the entire trip down!

Mall Report

The human dropped by the local mall today. Normally this would be an alarming bit of news, since they have a teddy adoption center there, but I think the visit might work out to my benefit. She picked up a brochure on the park my mouse siblings' cousin runs, you see, and they've been pouring over it ever since she brought it home. I am sure they are wanting to go, and in ever better news for me, it seems that their large mouse cousin has taken to hanging out with another BEAR too, besides the yellow one that always strolls around with that large honey pot, just daring Betsy to rob him. There was a picture of this new bear in the brochure, and he looks very much like several of my siblings! I'm sure he's a relation as well, so perhaps I can draft the bears into my plan, to get down to the park, and the cheese buffet I'm sure is present! Oh, I can just smell the cheese now, in every flavor and kind!

Mice and Cheese

Between letting the mice lurk on the computer to read comic books, in order to get them all fired up to visit their cousin, I've been doing a bit of research. Did you know that this mouse has several restaurants that he amuses himself visiting, including one with his name on it? A restaurant named after a mouse. That has to mean that a ton of cheese is served there, don't you think? Perhaps they even serve nothing BUT cheese! And, since I'm going to be so nice, accompanying my little mouse siblings down to visit their relations, surely that large rodent will want to take me out to dinner, as a thank you. I just hope that I won't be forced to ride that train I've heard about to get there. With how fast I've heard those doors close, my tail might be endangered.

Bad Luck Lurking

I am borrowing the cell phone right away, so that the mice can place a long distance call to their cousin, in order to get him to arrange their bus fare to his park. I must flee immediately, and it seems the only reasonable solution. Oh, Nick the Cat himself, the king of bad luck, must have personally dropped in to arrange this. Another of the human's relations has managed to take ill, and now there is much talk of heading up that way to check on this human. The place they're planning to head is the same place they visited back in January, the same place that nearly resulted in my conversion to vegetarianism when the humans didn't return as soon as planned and my food dish became empty along with the back-up dish and the back-up for the back-up dish. The bunnies are rubbing their paws together now, sure that my conversion is at hand. I have to get out while there's still time!

Mice and Relation Visiting

I've thought some more about the mice visiting their rodent relations in Florida, and I've came to realize something. With that mouse down there, making all of that money from his park, it doesn't seem fair for him to make a little kitty pay to take his cousins on a road trip to visit. Two of his cousins live here, and then a mouse who trotted over from China, who I'm sure is a distant relation. That would be only thirty dollars for seats each way. The mouse could certainly afford that, from what he makes selling those pairs of fake mouse ears alone. And, of course, my mouse siblings really wouldn't need three full seats. Two would be more than enough room for them, leaving a free seat for ME! I must demand they write their cousin right away to present this idea to him, before I go spending any of my hard begged money.

Packing

Does anyone have any suggestions for what I ought to pack for a visit to my mice siblings' relations down in Florida? I'm guessing they might find my toy mice offensive. I was thinking about tossing in the lizard on a string. Does anyone know if there are lizards employed by these rodents who might take offense? And should I take my set of mouse ears along? That mouse seems to insist that everyone who visits purchase a pair, after all. I would hate to be forced to buy a second set. And can you imagine how awkward two pairs would be to wear?

MUst Do Something Right Away

I have to do something right away, to get out of here. I wonder how long it will take for the mice to pack their wardrobe for a trip to visit their rodent relations in Florida? I'm sure we could catch the bus. I could even hide the mice in a suitcase, to save on the fare. I just know I have to get out of here right away. The human has a relative who has reported that one of her in-laws or possibly an outlaw happens to be in their deathbed. I'm sure a funeral is in the works, which can only lead to trouble for me. This human relation has a number of canine and feline offspring, and I heard the human saying something a bit ago about how they ought to offer to help her out by dog and cat sitting, while she's tending to the funeral mess. I am sure the cats would be fine, of course. They've even conned this human into building them their own feline apartment, after all. The dogs, on the other hand, I am not so sure about. What if they're like my other dog cousins, completely undisciplined canines? Of course, perhaps since they have cats for siblings, they're okay, but still, I'm not sure I want to take the chance. I think I better tell those mice to start packing for a trip right away.

Thinking More About the Mice

The more I think about this situation, the more I see real benefits to me in allowing the mice to visit their relations, with me along for the ride. The rodents at the park in Florida tend to be extra large, almost human sized while my mouse siblings are more my size. I can see no other way those Florida mice could have reached such a size than by stuffing themselves silly with cheese at every opportunity. The park must be packed with it, I am sure. And when they see their little cousins, I'm sure they'll want to give them a ton of cheese, to encourage their growth as well, and of course, being decent siblings, they will share this cheese with me. Cheese, all I can eat, and I'll bet they have some of the best imported cheeses too, over at that place with the big ball. I'm getting hungry just thinking about it. Yes, the mice should visit their relations right away. Maybe I'll go ahead and start packing, to encourage them to get a move on in planning a trip.

Mice Are Definitely Up to Something

The mice are definitely up to something, but I'm not sure what I should do about it. I spotted them, with a letter from their relations in Florida, discussing the next mouse family gathering, and then I heard a mention of taking me along, to meet all of their rodent relations. Of course, if they did take me along, I would have to stay at the deluxe hotel for my kind that their mouse cousin has built. A deluxe hotel with all of the ice cream I could eat. And possibly cheesecake too. Mice love cheese, after all, so I'm sure there would be plenty of that around, and of course they would have to share it with their guest. Perhaps I ought to agree to attend this family reunion after all? I'm sure it will be much better than those hosted by the human's relations.

Florida Bear

Has anyone heard about that poor bear in Florida with a jar that got stuck on his head? They claim it happened when he was digging through some garbage, but I just know that Betsy is to blame somehow. The human has mentioned wanting to go to Florida again. That poor cub probably heard the news, thought Betsy was on her way, and got the notion if he hid his head, that she wouldn't be able to find him. He's just a cub after all, and goodness knows that infants aren't that clever. It took fish and wildlife ten days to free him. Do you suppose his mother can press charges against Betsy for frightening and endangering her cub?