Mom was sleeping away and dreaming when I came in after a patrol--- and I really shouted out this time. I was so loud I worried mom a bit. She lay there kinda galvanized she said later when we got up...and wondered if she needed to turn on the light and see what the matter was. I shouted again after being quiet and she realized that I was bringing in my family but with more enthusiasm than usual.
In the morning when she went to make the bed... Look who she saw in there!
and next, who she saw that caused the most hollering to be made!
He didn't make it into the bed after he fell out of my mouth as I was announcing him and Floppy Mousie. Poor Donkey is between the foot of the bed and the heavy oak chest there as well. I use that chest to get into bed at night. Donkey fell plumb out of my mouth. Mousie almost got to my pillow there on the right, but I decided to let him keep warm in the sheet and blankie. Mom turns it into a fitness course for me to go to bed! Poor Donkey.