So, the other day, or was it night…..
I mean, I couldn’t sleep, so I guess it was night.
OK, let me start over.
So the other night, I wrote about sheep and how I didn’t know any sheep by name.
And that got me thinking about all the animals I do know by name.
Of course, dogs probably lead the list.
Probably followed by cats.
But I’m not sure.
However, it occurred to me that I might actually know more mice by name than I do dogs.
Why is that?
I mean, seriously, there are a plethora of mice with names.
You have the obvious ones, of course: Mickey and Minnie Mouse.
I mean, jeez, they have an entire Disney empire behind them.
Then there’s Jerry.
You know, the nemesis of Tom.
But there are many, many more.
Mighty Mouse.
Speedy Gonzales.
Stuart Little.
Remy, you know, the little guy from Ratatouille.
Despereaux.
And there are probably a whole bunch more I’m forgetting.
That’s a crazy number of mice with names.
And you know who might be my favorite mouse?
Gus Gus.
See, Gus Gus is just a happy guy.
He’s kind of simple.
I can relate to that.
He’s got a bit of a belly.
Um…..no comment there.
And he just wants to please people and make them happy.
OK, I’m here for that.
But Gus Gus doesn’t get the following he deserves.
I was in Disney World in Orlando recently, and in all the gift shops and all the stores, I didn’t see a single T-shirt.
Not one piece of merchandise.
Nothing.
Now, if you want Mouse Merch, Mickey, Minnie and Remy have pretty much cornered the market.
But where’s Gus Gus?
Nowhere.
Lovable Gus Gus gets no love.
And I think that’s just wrong.
I need more Gus Gus in my life.
