A murder at the mouse-house.

There was a murder at the mouse-house last night.

Bear Duck should look like this.
But now he is dead.
Audrey, the murderer, was pleased as punch for the moment but will be crushed if he is 'no more.' What fun will he be like this?
The worst of it is my needles and thread are packed away somewhere.
And without his head, he just doesn't do it for her.
Which means everything else in the mouse-house will be at her mercy.
I can't even think about it.

 "He axed for it."
=^..^=
(devil)

The others are devastated, too.
Bear Duck was everyone's favorite.
 It's a sad day, for sure.

But outside...

It is a gorgeous day today. Perfect, really.
Everything looks so lush and green.

The chipmunk family came by for breakfast.

I'm sure they find plenty to eat but they enjoyed a few seeds, grapes, apple & some stale multi-grain bread for a treat.


The birds are singing and returning from their nests. It's good to see them again.

hugs, Deb