Oct 21, 2009 18:38
Returned home from work and was in the kitchen with J while fixing dinner, walk out into the dining room and the cat is proudly stalking toward me with a tail hanging from his mouth. I duck back in the kitchen and mention to J that I think the cat has (finally) caught the mouse. J goes to relieve the cat of his prize, while having all too decent humane tendencies of catching and releasing this mouse into the wild :looks skeptical: only to discover that Kid Icarus has dropped the mouse and is playing with it. Of course at this point the mouse is on the loose again, and has climbed up the chimney into the fireplace making me yet again lament our lack of working fireplace, as I would have attempted to smoke his ass out.
I had anticipated a happier homecoming than this dammit.
ETA: Kid finally stopped playing around and took the sucker out last night. Woke up this morning to dead mouse at the bottom of the stair.
Life, can finally return to normal.
kid icarus,
housekeeping