How to Tame a Flying Mouse
May 2nd, 2013. Filed under: Reruns.Another favorite from the past.
I’ve finally been able to get my mouse under control enough to write my welcoming post. I shared some of my coffee (just two drops) with my old mouse and he, being the ungrateful wretch that he is, did not appreciate it.
Ummm! I can still taste that cup of coffee. It was darn good and my generosity should have been rewarded with smiles and hard work. Instead, no matter how I pampered, dissected and bathed him with the finest of canned air, he remained stubborn. I sweet talked, coerced, begged, threatened and cried. It got me no where! Ungrateful little wretch!
I babied and coaxed him. I lavished special attention on him any time I was home. He teased me and would work properly just long enough to get my hopes up. Then he would bulk, stall, skip around and defy me. I work long shifts on the weekend, but came home eager for my date with that cute little mouse. Oh, how I sweet talked him. Ungrateful little wretch!
I gave him one more chance this morning before dashing out to the Office Depot on the corner and replacing that little hunk of junk with a new, shiny, happy mouse. This little baby will not get the chance to share any of my coffee. I’m afraid he might be as fickle and unappreciative as my former friend.
This little one is taking me to new heights. He flies. I’m having to work very hard to tame him a bit. He runs all over the place and flies off the page every chance he gets. But he makes me smile. I’m going to fly with him. Join me every day and go flying with us.