Every since Mozart has been coming around Eddie’s ego has taken a beating. Having a younger guy running around his turf has been trying.

He has been begging to go in the garage. We assumed he wanted to hang out with the “boy toys.” Nothing like a Harley and such to rebuild your sense of masculinity.

I guess it was more serious than we thought. He was out there last evening. Passing the door I heard a sound. I turned on the light and screamed “no Eddie, no!” “Crunch” from Eddie. Not a peep from the mouse.

The chase began. Not easy in a garage filled with three vehicles. Flash lights, brooms and both of us crawling on the floor. “Drop it! Drop it!”

RIP Mouse. But at least Eddie has the spring back in his step. Nothing says “manly” like a successful hunt!