What can we say about him that you don't already know? Well, he shouts LOUDLY. We all jump on our shovels and he bangs his head in the corner of the room and when he turns around he is ever smiling. His life of training to create and control Tough GuyTM is best told when everyone has their Tin Hat on and a mug of cocoa with whiskey in the jar. The stories are endless. Talk about 9 lives of a cat. Old Mousa has had 20 lives, survived and still counting. You need to pick out the stories on the website then go back for more but remember his creed ‘Ever smiling ‘cause God wishes'.

Now the redoubtable Verity

Hi, my name is Verity. I am the youngest Mouse family. I am the one who keeps the smiles in neat order. I also administer your passports, entries and keep everyone moving. I also care for 65 horses, ponies and delightful donkeys and their veterinary and feeding needs. I also oversee the care of 30 elderly dogs and dozens of lady dogs and beautiful puppies to enhance the world of lonely homes.I also will ensure that your registration day is enjoyable and smoothly operated. Hobbies? All of the above plus I like nice clothes, rest in the evening and occasional days off to relax.

Brother Will, a chip off the old Mouse

Ho, my name Will. I am the Music Muse. I battle the daily computer needs. I partner my sister Verity in all of her daily chores to keep the smiles flowing and the many mouths feeding. Hobbies? Relaxation as an individual.

Squeak, squeak, we are the little field meece named Hugo Meece and Oliver Meece

We have been working at Tough GuyTM as growing up marshals since we were tin y meece. We are identical twins and because of all those years standing in the manure our legs have grown long and long. We asked for a job at the Sanctuary and Tough GuyTM. Mr Mouse soon gobbled us into the meeces' lair and we now are proud to be personal assistants to Will and Vez. You won't see much of us, although we are an integral bit of registration, because we are so quick and nimble we whiz and taz.

The Ladies of Administration

Nora, June, Kerry. We are the tweeny girls, the smiling Pen and Inkers who task the daily post and make it all legible, neat and tidy for the HM Customs and Revenue to keep them ever smiling. We are the back up team who keep the smiling team ever smiling needs. See you at registration.

The Boss Dictator Technospanner

SOMEONE has to draw all of these maps and logos and Magic Marshals.
SOMEONE has to put all of those numbered points for marshals.
SOMEONE has to ensure that the outback marshals are pointing in the right direction.
SOMEONE has to demand 2010 the Year of the Penguin?
SOMEONE has to demand an end to building more obstacles.
SOMEONE has to follow the last competitor and jolly up so that all of the by now cold marshals can go home.

That someone is known as the King Emperor Penguin Dictator, formerly known as Technospanner or to quote "Boss will do"

The Memory Madam

Ha, my name is Shsjak, ever smiling to the Yard Arm time when fortification for the extra mile is in amber liquid, ‘cheers'. I talk the leg off a donkey thus Mr Mouse calls ‘shshjak'.

I am the eyes of Mr Mouse's computer blindness. I negotiate 10 stairs x 100 times each day (it seems) as Mr Mouse scribes, I type, tripping merrily up and down that wooden hill to type and type and type again. Mine not to wonder why, wonder why?

Wonder why Mr Mouse, Brother Toughigus, Worro Grippa and ever smiling Shsjak, ain't on a jointed desk job. Wonder why? Wonder why. I've only been here 15 years and for some reason of philanthropic proportions.

My 15 year stained tea cup was washed by guess who? Or was it just a smiling gesture because Bowie ‘Low' was playing:- Learning to live with someone, somebody's depression, but I've got to write it down, I've got to write down and never say never again inin...ain.... See ya at Registration where I handle the Media Desk. New to the Fold taking Leigh's daily chores of answer mail.

Worro, my name is Ethel

Holy Grace but my nickname is Grippa, since some poor unsuspecting perv tried to molest me not knowing that I was West Virginia Arm Wrestling Champion before I joined Brother Toughigus Ever Smiling Team. I held on to Perv's Peanuts with my left hand which was always known as 'Grippa' in the contests. His eyes watered until his shirt got wet whilst I was whispering 'did he fancy fried ‘sweeties' on toast, if I were to twist my wrist 'Grippa''. He didn't scream, it was more of a gurgle as he passed out looking very blue. I pushed his head down the lavatory to revive him and he quite happily wrote his lasting legacy that he would be a really good boy for the rest of his life. See ya at Registration Trouble Desk and Grippa's Gripers Corner.New to the Fold taking Leigh's daily chores of answer mail.

Fagin Miser Mouse

I'm the one who scratches the pennies together for the charity efforts. I'm a real scratcher as my underwear is years old and kept thermal active with my permanent fleas. They don't bite into the coins so your charity cash is safe in my pockets. Now go visit CharityGiver.com and sign up your own personal greeting page, put a quid or two in yourself and watch it grow.