The Story of the Red Mouse: When I was 5 years old my best friend who also happened to be my Grandfather (Papa) was diagnosed with Cancer. It's a lot for anyone to comprehend, especially at such a young age. As each stage in his cancer progressed my parents along with my Memere explained everything that would happen. I understood, even though I didn't want to believe it. The last Christmas we all had with my Papa my favorite Aunt bought all of the girls a stuffed animal that was a red mouse. I was sick that Christmas sitting on my Papa's lap while he was sick as well. I clung to that mouse. It was the best gift anyone had ever given me. I named him Cherry. (Yes it's a male mouse). To this day I'm reminded of that Christmas, my Papa whenever I look at Cherry. I would never give him up for anything.
This cute red mouse once upon a time had whiskers, but the first night sleeping with him I woke up to his whiskers on my pillow. Cherry has been through a lot. Falling in mud as I would bring him for numerous adventures in my barbie car. Cherry has been to every sleep over I was ever invited to as a child. He has also fallen into the cleaning bucket that my Mom used to mop the floor a time or two. The reason I put these photos together is because the first week we had Peanut, he got loose in our bedroom and Cherry as tucked away under the bed. Peanut found Cherry and bit his nose off. I sat their crying my eyes out to find a noseless Cherry. I then found the nose and brought it to my parents where my Dad put the nose back on my stuffed animal. Yes, I was 26 at the time and cried over my stuffed animal falling apart. Who wouldn't? ♥
This is a story about a Mouse and a Puppy falling in love ♥
