Gussie Grey: Gone Fishin’

...Er, um, Hello!

My name is Augustus. I have parents. Sometimes life can be difficult. I possess the great skill of being able to charm the socks off of anyone who chances to spot me, a rare occurrence indeed. [The spotting, that is; not the charming!]
However, for you, Dear Reader, I am prepared to divulge my deepest thoughts and perspective of the world, mostly because if I don't tell somebody what is going on around here, I am going to pop!
But be warned, proceed with caution: Living with Mummy and Dad can be rather harrowing at times...

Monday, April 9, 2012

Gone Fishin’

In case Mummy inquires as to why there is water all over the floor surrounding the toilet in the guest bath, anyone who sees her can let her know that a certain well-intentioned fellow wearing a grey coat sort of accidentally dropped his mouse into the bowl and had to retrieve it.

It was not easy.

She will be pleased to know as well, I am sure, that the mouse is in excellent health and recuperating nicely on the bedroom rug. Augustus, er, that is, the Fellow With The Grey Coat, is a bit soaked but otherwise unharmed. One can also tell Mummy there is no need to search for the grey-cloaked guy as he is nowhere she has ever heard of and unlikely to be seen again this century.

Or at least until dinner…

Thanks for your help, whoever deigns to intervene, er, explain!