A-B-C’s and 1-2-Fleas

 
By now, where I live most pups are back in school, or will return this week. Getting my own octuplets back into the rhythm of another ratcademic season wasn’t easy – it seems they’re no less eager to study Ratin now than they were this time last year. My wife, Bobette the Mouse, has begun the unenviable daily battle that is getting them out of the nestlet and their whiskers well groomed on time. And with all their energy pent up in starch molecules, it’s no wonder that our rats + mice = rice hybrid offspring consider fleacess their favorite school activity!
 
Pressing the importance of the three R’s – that’s Ratty, Rodent, and Roquefort, of course – onto the willful minds of my little ones is indeed a tall order for a short rat like me! I squeak them that I certainly don’t expect them to have their muzzles in a book all the time, nor do I expect them to be the voledictorian of their class. But as long as they give good effort and end up pawductive citizens of society, they’ll always be cheese whizzes to me.
 
If your own pups are starting back to school soon, you have my sympafleas! Do know that, all too soon, these days of A-B-C’s and 1-2-Fleas will come to an end, and you’ll have your own cheese whizzes on your paws. So until next year’s summer months scuttle in, squeak your pups to keep their teeth to the cheese wheel, and make sure their muzzles get stuck in those books at least pawcasionally!
 
Keepin’ it squeak,

Bob