But hey, I'm a cat, and I can't be wistful all the time, and St Patrick's is just around the corner. So in honor of that, I got out my green mousee to play with. My good friend Jan who lives on the way to our mountain house where the vishus deer are gave it to me when we stopped by on the way home last time. It is soft and has a great smell.

And its green, so it makes a good St Patrick mousee. Too bad the cats couldn't run all the mice out of Ireland, kind of like the snakes. Mom helped me put together a little St Patrick's movie of me and my mousee, so I could get into the mood for the real event.
And I'm sorry if I can't get around to as many bloggies this week as I'd like, its hard to do when Mom is on travel. But we will catch up the end of the week!