Quick good morning as I get ready for Church at 8:30. My hair decided to lose its curl overnight so my bangs are hanging in my eyes. I wonder where the curling iron is hiding.
Ellis has sent her mice to live here!

As I sat and sipped my coffee at the kitchen table, two big fierce dogs dozing at my feet, a mouse came out of the cupboard under the sink, looked at me, left and came back again for another look! I dug out the peanut butter and set a trap and The Girls finally got interested. It was the smell of the peanut butter, not the mouse! I think I may trade them for a cat!
Have a good Sunday, chickies!