LOOKIT THE LITTLE FEET AND THE LITTLE NOSE.
I kept saying “Jackie D, Jackie D, come see me!” but she was too lazy/tired/mousey to poke her head all the way out, so she just kept sniffing in my general direction.
GOOD EFFORT, JACK DONAGHYMOUSE! A+
I was trying to let Blainemouse drink the last little bit of my apple juice because I love Blainemouse & Blainemouse loves apple juice. I tilted the glass down & got the last few drops right up to the rim so that all she would have to do is lick them up, but instead she ran down to the bottom of the glass & then stared out at me with an extremely amused expression, like “HAHA I AM IN A GLASS!”
and then she did not want to get out of the glass. I guess she just wanted to live in there with her feet soaking in apple juice for all of eternity.
AAAH the mice are so cute I have trouble not just squishing them up.
I also have trouble not owning 234234234 mice, because they’re so cheap & easy to care for that it is like WHY DO I ONLY HAVE FOUR.
Give me ALL the mice!!!
I didn’t realize till last night what strange head shapes mice have. They are kind of like snakes.
HISS HISS Blainemouse is now Blainesnakemouse.
I don’t really care that the composition is all wrong, I like this shot anyway.
so THERE.
I fell asleep with the mice out on my shoulder last night. I was awakened by Watsonmouse crawling in my hair, which was utterly terrifying because I’m not at all used to people touching me & my half-awake brain thought someone had broken into my house to pet my neck.
This caused me to hold a small grudge against Watsonmouse, & this grudge has only magnified now upon seeing this absolutely lovely portrait of her in which all I am able to see is the drop of urine on her back.
CLEAN YOURSELF BEFORE PHOTOSHOOTS, RODENTS.
Here is a collection of not-very-good mouse photos.
Take a moment to admire Blainemouse’s hair, since it is the prettiest hair to ever exist.
