Chronicles of A Weekend Guest

Charis, you see, is the ultimate animal lover.  I, on the other hand, am the child who punched our family cat in the eye and for two days Daisy walked around with her eye closed shut.  Needless to say, Charis has been asking for a pet, any kind of pet, for months now.

Do you know how ecstatic I was to find out Class 109 comes equipped with it's own pet?!

Patches is an essential member of Charis' preschool class and because we're such cool parents we agreed to allow Patches to come visit our home first this year.

Patches smells raunchy, poops everywhere and sheds profusely.  Every mother's dream pet.  While we were taking turns holding the little guy, daddy got the best idea to see what would happen if we set him down on the carpet.

Well, we found out under the couch is his favorite place.  In his little note that came with him he said he loves apples.  As you can see, he lied to us.

Here's a delicious apple waiting for Patches to come get.  And where's Patches??  Under the couch laughing at us. 

After a half hour of chasing him around the house we got smart.  We locked the squealing kids in their bedroom and a grown man and a large pregnant mommy proceeded to roll around on the floor until we pinned and squished a pint size rodent between us.  It was not a pretty sight.

 I'm happy to say, Patches survived his first day at the Craig household.