Mother's Day?

I keep hearing all this talk about around the store about Mother's Day. Being a mouse, I wasn't sure what all the fuss is about. . . I'm a mouse, after all, and a non-mother, so all this chatter kicked my curiousity into high gear and I went on a hunt through the store, trying to figure out what all the fuss was about. I saw this pillow in Cow Palace's booth...

Does this mean that human mother's are like fertilizer?  Sheesh.  I hate to think what my mother would do to me, if I were to tell her she was fertilizer.

And then I saw this pillow...

Okay.  Now we are getting closer to what a mouse-mother is like.  My mother raised me and my sisters and brothers all by herself.  She found us food, made us wash behind our mouse ears and lectured us about never accepting cheese from strangers--especially when attached to a mousetrap!  So maybe I can see why everybody is so caught up in Mother's Day.  It's a special time to say thank you to our mothers for all the nice things they do for us.

To celebrate Mother's Day, Mike and Brenda have this big bowl by the front desk where people can write their names down and maybe win a floral arrangement.  And there's another drawing that one of the vendors is sponsoring.  If you spend a hundred bucks on items in her booth, you have a chance to win a $50 shopping free in her booth.  Cool! 

I better scoot so I can start stuffing the bowls with MY name.  Vinnie Mouse.  That's me!  And I'm gonna win the flowers AND the shopping spree, so don't even think about dropping YOUR name in those bowls!

Until the next time, this is Vinnie Mouse saying, "Au revoir!"