After spending lots of time after school on Monday looking for two rats per Helena’s request from Santa, I came home empty-handed. I didn’t think that it would be really easy, but I thought that two toy stores would have had something.
That night, while sitting at a bar, I looked out the window across the street and noticed Petsmart, the pet store. Eureka, I’ve got it! They would have to have toy mice in there for cats, so we could pick up two of them for Helena’s present from Santa. So Dalen decided to go shopping on Tuesday night, and I asked her to pick up a couple of mice/rats at a pet store if she had the time. I was hoping for one of those “wind-up” ones that the kids could have run around the kitchen. It would only occupy them for ten minutes over the course of two weeks before they got bored, but if Helena’s only wish didn’t come, she might start asking hard questions.
So Dalen comes back with five small mice. I have no idea why a pet store would have such a small selection of mice, but beggars can’t be choosers. They are all catnip filled, of course. She leaves them on the countertop far away from the edge so Helena won’t bother looking.
So tonight I’m downstairs working and Liam is playing with a toy. Dalen tells Liam to show me what he is playing with, which is a toy mouse. Apparently the cat decided that the bag of goodies was for her, and she tore through it. Early Christmas present for Wilco.
One of the nice things about living in the city is that we can shop at some pretty unique stores that are close by. One of the bad things about living in the city is that there isn’t a Spencer Gifts nearby where I can buy a rubber rat.