PIERRE'S "THE BARK" - MOUSE HAS A HOME AND MORE

Mom hadn't let me on the computer, so I thought I would get on this morning when she isn't looking.  I have so many things to tell you about.

We haven't found Bandit, my black cat buddy, that disappeared.  We don't know what happened to him.  I still miss him a lot.  All of the neighbor has looked high and low for him and we haven't found him anywhere. Maybe he has gone to heaven to be with the Lord.

Mom found a white mouse under our house, but it moved across the street.  One day it was gone, we don't know if one of the cats got it or what.  The next day, we had a white mouse with a grey face move in under our house.

He, too, had been someone's pet that had been let lose.   He would let Mom and I come right up to it.  I could sniff it and Mom could pet it, but it wouldn't let us pick it up.  Our neighbor would find it in his bird feeder eating away and then it would take a nap-still in the feeder.  He called all the Humane Society's and they said the would put it to sleep if they got it.  Neighbor mentioned it to his niece and she raises mice for pets.  She said if he could catch him, she would take it home to add with her other mice.  Our neighbor tried hard to catch the mouse.  Mouse was smart.  He would get the food, but not get caught.  Finally the neighbor caught him and his niece came over and got it.  She took it to the vet to have it checked out.  Then mouse went to her house and got a bath before he was put in with her other mice.  Mouse now is in a special LARGE cage with the other mice where he can play and is fed.  The mouse is happy and safe now.

My Mom is concerned about St. Bernard dog, Harvey.  He is very friendly, loves people and other dogs, although I bark at him, and is skinny.  The children taught him how to open the doors so he gets out and comes into the garbage behind our apartments looking for something to eat.  Mom has fed him some of my dog good.  She is not suppose to as it is against apartment rules, but she can't stand to see Harvey hungry.  His owner came to get him and told Mom that his wife doesn't like such a big dog, so he can't keep it.  He takes him to his parents, but they don't really want him. My Mom  almost said that if she had a choice between the dog or a spouce - she would have taken the dog-but she didn't.  Mom would like to find a good home for Harvey.  She prays that God will give him a great home where he is loved, fed, cared for and played with-like me.

Now about ME !!!  My Mom was suppose to get me groomed the beginning of July, but the car broke down and Mom had to get it fixed.  I really needed to be groomed.  One day, Lily's Mom called and said that the dog groomer had an appointment for me.  Mom said it would have to wait until next month.  Lily's Mom said it was paid for.  So Lily's Mom came and took me to the groomer's and brought me back while Mom was at work.  It seems a bunch of the ladies that like me  and Uncle Greg (our maintenance man) pooled their money together to pay for the bill and tip.  They won't let Mom pay them back either.  I feel so much cooler now that I have been groomed.  I thanked them all for Mom and me.

Mom is coming.  I better get off.

Love,
Pierre