boot

When I came in at noon Juan was playing with a rubber boot in the kitchen. He had his head in so far he got stuck pulling out. He pushed the boot into the front room. He was still having trouble getting his head out but this time he pulled a gigantic fat mouse out. All the Mexican cats started chasing. I had to work hard to keep the dogs away. They played with the mouse forever. It was squeaking loudly. Finally they ate it. Tonight they will hardly move. I think Juan got most of it. All he'll do tonight is moan about eating the whole thing.