Ratty’s Mouse!!

Hard t’ believe it’s bin nearly a year since I last posted…

Things ‘ve changed a bit since then, for the better I gotta say, but means a lot of stuff haz just gotta be said!

Less jus’ put it this way, Mouse ‘n me ‘re not just ‘an item’ any more, I asked her the big question ‘n she said yes!

So today, she really is Ratty’s Mouse an she an me are lookin out for eachother even more than ever.

Gonna post a few more bits coz its all a bit much to put down in one post, so more follows this, even if it aint in the right order…

The Office Do…

Lunchtime, day of the ‘do’…

Mouse an me chattin’ ’bout the evenin’… Me “what time shall I getcha, Mouse?”, Mouse ” bout quarter to, don’t wanna be too early…”, “ok…” I sez. So we gets on wiv lunch and enjoys the sun.

’bout quarter to Ratty turns up at the Mouse house, all scrubbed up an shiny, jumps outa the car, stops dead innis tracks… Mouse has just come outa the door slinked outa the house… WOW!!! Make up, heels on, black patterned stockin’s, a black slinky dress that musta bin sprayed on, black mesh cardigan anna great big smile all over her face!! I woz stunned speechless gobsmacked totally knocked out, jaw saggin an droolin’!

Izza good job I woz drivin’, I really needed t’ sit down…

So off we drives to th’ do, poor ole Ratty hazza hard time concentratin’ on drivin’ as all he wantsa do is stare at Mouse an’ grin like a loony…

Did we turn a few heads when we arrived at th’ do? Fink about it, Mouse is all done up to th’ nines, Ratty is lookin’ clean an’ a bit tidy an’ both of us is grinnin’ like mad as we walks hand in hand inta th’ place… All eyes was on Mouse (an’ me as well, I ’spose), conversations stopped, just for a bit, then buzzed on, probably talkin’ about summat a bit different!

The nosh woz good, we had a cupple o’ drinks an socialised wiv a few of ‘our’ peeps, leavin ‘the others’ t’ chinwag while we enjoys a chat anna coffee outside.

Mouse an me split ’bout 10 an made our way back to the Mouse house for a chat an a nightcap, it’d bin a great evenin’ for both of us…

Reckon the ‘Office Do’ woz a goodie all round, lotsa fun, good company, good conversation anna partner that just about knocked everyone’s socks off!

Mouse too…

Bin a nice week or so…

Mouse an me have bin takin sum more time out together, doin different fun fings an generally makin the most of th’ Summer weather… Lunches have bin lazy an laid back…

Last Saturday night, Mouse an me at the Rat’s nest eatin a bit o’ dinner (just hadta invite Mouse over again…), gotta glass o’ beer each an just chillin’… Me to Mouse “fancy a drive up to the city, tomorra, Mouse?”, “That would be nice” she sez, “pick me up about 10:30…”

Sunday mornin, off we goes to the shops, has a bit o’ hassle in the last place an gets back a bit later than we planned, hadta get a bit o’ dinner made for the mousettes in a hurry cos they woz gettin fretful…

Evenin time, Mouse an me chattin over a glassa beer… Mouse “We’re goin on holiday at the enda the month, Ratty”, Me “Yeh, remember you tellin me…”, Mouse “so, will you come wiv us? Give the mousettes a chance t’ get used t’you…”

Less just say that I didn’t reply “that would be nice, Mouse…”, ok?

Tuesday nite, me an Mouse, cuddled up, in a deep philosophical discussion about love…

Mouse is explainin’ how she sees fings… “lovin’ someone an’ bein’ in love ain’t the same fing, Ratty…”

“How so, Mouse?” Sez I

“I love lotsa people but I’m not ‘in love’ with them…”

“Wassa difference then?”, I ask, wonderin’…

Mouse “Well, wen you’re in love with someone you’re always there for them, go outta you’re way t’ do things for them, support them, care for them…”

Ratty “pretty much what you been doin’ for me, then, Mouse?”, “yeh…” she whispers, goin’ a bit quiet…

Mouse then starts talkin’ about somefin’ else…

The ole rat hasta admit that he has been doin’ pretty much the same for Mouse, too…

’s funny how things go, we have been ‘together’ fer justa little time really, so why does it feel much longer?

Cricket (no, not the game)…

Ratty recently relocated his Rat’s nest…

Lookin for sumwhere to stay that suits is tough, the nicest places cost too much an the cheep ones are dives, findin a middle ground can take a while…

Ratty was stoppin wiv Bear for a bit, really nice guy but a long way from The Office, not that the ole rodent minds the odd long drive, the place was nice but was costin an arm anna leg to go to work!

Cricket hears of the need an offers a house-share to ratty… The price is rite, just minutes from The Office (and minutes from Mouse, too!!) an the place is kosher… The deal is done and Ratty has been rescued!

Cricket is a ‘nice guy’, bit of a giant but a gentle one. Best yet, he goes out – lots!

The ole rodent has landed on all four paws, gotta nice Rat’s nest, close to work (an play!) an gets the joint mostly to hisself.

Bin nice to share a beer or glass o’ wine wiv Cricket these past few nites, hadda good chinwag wiv it too, fact that Cricket is a gamer too coulda helped win the share…

Mouse an me

Socialisin’ – Ratty gotta admit, as a geeky sort, that his social skills took a bit of a downturn these past few years… but now there is a Mouse in his life an things just gotta lot better!

Last Tuesday, eatin lunch wiv Mouse, nice an easy like, enjoyin sum good weather…

Me to Mouse “doin anything Thursday nite, Mouse?”, She looks sideways at Ratty, “Why’s that?”, Me “thought you might like to go to the pictures, Mouse…”, Mouse “That would be nice…”

Wednesday lunch, Mouse says “hows about me poppin in to the Rats Nest tomorrow ’stead of goin to the piccies?”, me “ok, Mouse, sounds good t’ me… come round an getta snack wiv me”, “ok” she sez.

Thursday lunchtime, me an Mouse enjoyin lunch at the Mouse house together (she hadta pick up sum gear for the afternoon), me to Mouse “fancy Dinner wiv me at the Rats Nest Saturday, proper like, Mouse?” She nods, grinning “Yeah, ok…” (dunno if I mentioned it yet, wen me an Mouse are together a lot of grinning goes on…)

Remember, Mouse is a great cook, Ratty can cook…, now he’s got hisself into makin 2 meals for Mouse…

Evenin comes, Ratty is turning out all the grub in the cupboard thinkin what to make for Mouse an him… Inspiration hits an a pile ‘o stuff gets thrown onto the worktop… a bit of preparation and a lotta luck later and somethin edible (just) is made ready… Mouse arrives, inna SKIRT no less!! (an lookin amazin!) , (Ratty, knocked over by the sight hasta drink a large glass ‘o wine to settle hiz nerves), an politely eats main course wivout complainin, then she an me settles down for some fun…

Thursday ended up bein great after all, despite Mouse havin to eat my cookin! Was even nice enough to say it was good, puddin was great but we both had part in that so it really hadta be good…

Friday teatime, Ratty thinkin what to eat, phone rings… is Mouse “Fancy comin to mine fora cupple hours? Got some work t’ do an would like some company…”, thinks ‘dinner can wait’ and scoots off round to the Mouse house.

Keepin Mouse company is fun, even when she is workin, meant that work got finished a bit late coz of interruptions, but was done anyway… Mouse offers a ‘bit o’ dinner’ coz we hadn’t et yet, so we settles down to have a nosh anna glass o’ beer. We stopped up a bit late to enjoy each others company, amazin how fast Friday night turns inta Saturday mornin!

Spent mosta Saturday with Mouse too, wiv a cupple hours break to get ready for our dinner date…

Mouse turns up, on time, lookin stunnin! Got her heels on, another slinky skirt, dressed to kill! Boy, did that warm up this ole rat…

Dinner was just perfect, good food, good wine an good company… bein honest the whole evenin was perfect, our first ‘proper’ dinner date ended nearly Sunday mornin wiv both of us feelin satisfied an happy…

An unusual week, really, spent more time wiv eachother than before and ended up wantin more…

The Office

Y’know work izza funny place…

Mouse an me work on opposite sides of the buildin, doin our bit to earn a crust an gettin on wiv the job…

The Rat Hole is on a corner of the buildin where few folk pass. Mouse spends her days flittin between a cupple of places on the ‘Top Corridor’.

Mouse doesn’t come by the Rat Hole much (too sensible I fink!) but haz been makin up reasons to do just that sumtimes… Ratty, likin the fun of takin a ’sneek peek’ at Mouse workin hard moved a server close to The Boss’s office “only place in the buildin  where it’s secure, Boss”,  then has t’ ‘keep an eye onnit, Boss’, so gets to stroll past the Mouse, casual like, quite a lot…

It’sa bit of an ‘us an them’ place (not too much, justa bit) an us lesser beings are not noticed much as we scurry about doin our thing, but a cupple o’ times a year The Boss decides that we all should get together (after work o’ course!) an socialise…  Usually still ends up as ‘us an them’ but it keeps The Boss happy.

So that brings us upto the ‘do’ next month, izza ’staff only’ do, no partners…   So o’ course Mouse an me manages to break the rules by bein both…

The Office is actually quite a fun place to be, not a lotta backstabbin or arguin whose top dog.  It’s busy an bustlin wiv peeps doing different things and us lot just get on wiv it, doin our thing and (despite ‘the others’ thinkin otherwise) makin sure that everythin goes like clockwork!

Mouse with everything?

“Mouse an Ratty, an Item.”

So sez Mouse, officially…

’s gotta nice sound to it, sorta sums up everythin into somethin just like Mouse, short an sweet! (not that Ratty is a giant among rodents…)

Now we reckon that not many folk know this bit of goss (specially at The Office) so are plottin to ‘come out’ pretty soon…

It just so happens there is an Office ‘do’ comin up next month, Mouse an me were talkin about it a cupple of days back… “You wanna go Mouse?”, “Dunno, Ratty – not many of our lot go… ’s mostly the others… “,

We’ve been gettin quite comfy about bein together and chucklin about nobody else even guessin it….

Me to Mouse yesterday “so, fancy the Office do, then – you an me?”, “Yeah, alrite, serve good nosh there”, sez Mouse.

Lunch today, Mouse an me chattin a bit more about the ‘do’ an laughin at how we think ‘the other lot’ are gonna react, its’ a great picture… Mouse sez to me “fink I’ll go out and get a slinky black dress for the do, Ratty… I don’t do dresses much…” Was a good job I was already sittin down! Could have blown me over wiv a feather… Mouse is slinky in a pair of trousers and a T-shirt…. put her into a slinky dress an wait for the stampede!

Ratty, gobsmacked “you’ll wear a DRESS to go out wiv me, Mouse?!”, “Yeah, Ratty – it’s like our first date out…” she whispers “It’s special…” Ratty had to lie down then, sittin just wasn’t safe anymore… findin that even lyin there he still has an armful of Mouse right next to him…

You no, these lunchtimes seem to be gettin better all the time…

About Mouse…

Kept this bit apart from the rest, because it just isn’t about a single event…

From the day that Mouse first wandered into the rathole to ask for a bit of help, we have been seeing each other more and more…

We spend our work lunchtimes together just about every day now, enjoying being together (and out of the office) and getting ‘more friendly’… Had a few evenings together and a few days too..

You already have a picture of Mouse in your heads, I told you about her, remember? Good!

Ok, now add this to the picture.

Mouse told me once that she ‘don’t do emotions’, but just looking at (and I mean at, not admiring the whole gorgeous lady) her, when we are together says bucketloads.

There have been some major upheavals in Ratty’s existence recently, yet all of the time Mouse has been there giving support, encouragement and in a very special way, stability. Lots of smiles, hugs, help, kind words, understanding and most of all patience…

I have known many different ‘types’ of people as I have meandered through life, yet I don’t think that even the ones who have told anyone who would listen ‘how caring they are!’ would have gone so far out of their way to support a friend ( who really did appreciate the effort) so wholeheartedly and completely while not asking for anything in return, this Mouse really does seem to be ‘one of a kind’ to me.

The most amazing thing of all is that Mouse gave all of this while we were ‘just friends’, (good friends, admittedly…) as she only agreed to be ‘my girlfriend’ just recently. (said event just about made Ratty’s whole life light up…)

No, you don’t do emotions, do you Mouse? You just put your whole self into caring for a lost rodent because it seemed a good idea at the time… So tell me this, Mouse, why is it when I look into your eyes (which I do an awful lot of these days) do I see shining back at me the very same emotions that I feel?

Am I imagining things, Mouse?

Even more Mouse..

Lunchtime, last Thursday, Mouse and me are munching our sarnies and chatting…

Dinner at Mouse’s was the night before and both of us are feeling good.

Mouse “Fancy comin’ to Dinner Sunday, Ratty?”, Ratty (jumping at the chance) casually sez “That would be nice, Mouse.”.

“good,” sez Mouse, “come a bit early…”.

“How early, Mouse?”

“‘Bout breakfast time..”

Having settled that we go on nattering…

“Ratty, ” sez Mouse, smiling “if you’re passing by Saturday, bout teatime, you could call in…”

Me, smilin’ sez “might do, Mouse.”

Lunch passes, Friday too, in a happy sorta daze.

Just for the record, Ratty did ‘call in’ bout teatime Saturday and spent a great evening with Mouse…

Sunday morning, at breakfast time, Ratty comes….

It’s gotta be said, last weekend, with most of the time spent with Mouse as company, was totally awesome! She is amazing fun to be with and completely addictive and puts the truth into the saying “the best things come in little packages”, excellent company, many laughs and great food!

Thanks again, Mouse….

More Mouse…

Me and Mouse are chatting one lunchtime and she asks “Wednesday or Thursday, Ratty?”

“Wassat, Mouse?”, says me.

“Dinner, wiv me, at my place…”, sez she, expectantly.

Ratty is a bit gobsmacked at this, having managed by pure luck to have been at Mouse’s at mealtimes in the past and enjoyed some nice home cooking… But to be deliberately invited was something else…

Thinks “strike while the iron is hot, Ratty” (free dinners are a bit like free lunches, only better!), “Wednesday sounds good, Mouse…”, sez Ratty (with fingers crossed and muttering a prayer to the god of rodents)

“OK”, sez she, “Wednesday it is…”

This rodent turns up at the appointed time on Wednesday…

A bit more about Mouse, she can cook! (so can Ratty, but his best offering would compare to her worst…)

So dinner was to die for (not from, mind you, no rat poison in anything!), but Ratty has to say to Mouse that the starter was heavenly… (hoping that by mentioning it casually he might get to feast again…), the whole meal was fantastic, mind you…

So, the old rodent had a great evening in all, times with Mouse have always been fun, but he reckons that a dinner invite just about topped everything, thanks Mouse.