I am still alive. I've been buried in programming stuff, workshop admin, and getting ready for travel stuff. Just want y'all to know I'm alive. Not writing much. Want to.
I was sitting in the sitting room (where else?) and working on the workshop admin. Which has pretty much eaten up my days lately.
I saw something out of the corner of my eye. Movement. Small.
So I waited. If it wasn't a figment, it would reappear, move again.
Please note the time was close to noon. But, this is a relatively dark room without windows, just bookcases and lamps and the woodstove. The natural light comes from the dining room and kitchen areas.
Ah. There it was again and this time I was prepared to actually LOOK at it, not catch it out of the corner of my eye.
A mouse. A bloody mouse. (as in Brit. swear word)
As big as the Mouse King.
What the devil were the cats doing? Where were they? It ran along the edge of the built in bookcase and down the crack between that and the Ikea cabinet. Good grief.
And where were the cats? All sleeping outside on the deck. Sleeping. Snoozing. As in somnolent. As in (wait for it) cat napping.
I am so going to miss Mrs. Gaines.
PS You think this was a sign from the universe that I need to dust off The Mouse King's Tale and rewrite it once and for all, especially now that Realms is back?