No Petting The Mouse!

This morning, while Bob was DJing, I decided I wanted some attentions. So I jumped up onto his desk, then reached for his mouse and pulled it under me. He usually breaks in after every third song to tell listeners what the last two were and what the next song is going to be, but because I was hiding the mouse he gave me pets for seven songs before he took the mouse back so he could click the talk button again. *smiles*