Minnie T. Mouse (May 17, 2009 - January 27, 2010)

Why is it that the stars that burn the brightest also burn the shortest?

She lived a very full life in the short time she was with us.

Minnie brought so much joy to those that knew her.

We laughed at her trying to jump out of her cage....

...running through the mazes that were made for her out of blocks....

...pooping on things.

Our lives will all have a small hole in them that cannot be filled, but it is better to have loved and to have lost than to have never loved at all.

Minnie will be greatly missed but the smell of a mouse cage will not.

R.I.P very little one, and may you be happy in the great cheese wheel in the sky.

A short memorial service will be held in Minnie's honor on January 27th at 6:30 PM in Minnie's back yard. In Leau of flowers, please donate to a Haiti Relief Fund

We've adopted a little white girl

For Christmas in 2007, the girls got a hampster for christmas. You can read the whole story here. After that, we have not had a pet. The girls have been bugging us lately to get another pet. We told #1 to start saving her money. Over the last few weeks she has been doing extra jobs around the house and saving all of her money to get another hampster. When she finally had enough saved, she would ask every day if we could go to the pet store that day and get a hampster. On saturday, i finally took her and her sisters to the pet store to pick out her rodent.
As many of you know, there are several different breeds of hampsters. Some are better tempered than others, but some are cuter. I was afraid she was going to pick a dwarf hampster because she loves tiny things so much. Dwarf hampsters are mean, they don't like to be held and bite a lot. I told her to ask the guy at the pet store to help her pick a hampster that would be nice like to be held. He told her that actually mice are much better pets for that. Plus they are awake during the day, unlike hampsters. I used to get sick of hearing the hampster running around that wheel all night long.
He opened up the mouse cage and got one out for #1 to hold. It pooped in her hand and she instantly fell in love with the mouse.
The ironic thing is that we pay a pest control company at my work to make sure we don't have any mice. My first born just paid all of her hard earned money to purchase one.

I get so excited about sunday mornings because i get to sleep in until 7:30. This sunday morning, i was awakened at 6:45 by #2 saying "Dad, the mouse ran under the couch and now we can't find her"

I went downstairs and looked for a while and finally found her behind some furniture. I told #1 that if she loses the mouse again, we would be able to find her very easily because i would just set mouse traps all over the house and catch her. Is that wrong?
Last May, Megan was 8 months pregnant and so she couldn't run her favorite 1/2 marathon up in Ogden. This year she has been running a lot and paid the $65 entrance fee months ago because she was so excited to run it. A week before the race, she was running with some friends at 5:15 in the morning in the dark and stepped on a pine cone, rolling her ankle and making it painful to even walk. I race almost every weekend. She does maybe 3 races a year. I felt so guilty that i did not leave her home with a sprained ankle and the 4 kids to go and do the race that the rest of the guys were doing.
At least she has the RAGNAR relay to look forward to in June...if her ankle heals by then.