squeak, squeak
There is a mouse in the house.
How do I know this? Because suddenly my cats got very alert and ran into the kitchen and then I heard a loud squeak. I ran into the kitchen, and this tiny little brown mouse ran past me and one of my cats grabbed it. I swooped up my cat and she dropped the mouse... and the trail ends there because I have no idea where the hell it went.
I would like to find it and put it outside. I don’t want it in the house. I have no fear of mice - I used to have a trio of pet mice back in junior high. But field mice carry diseases, and besides, I feel sorry for the poor dumb little thing. I definitely don’t want the cats to eat it. I also don’t want to be, uh, surprised with a “gift” of mouse parts in the morning.
Why a mouse would choose this house - you know, the one with three cats - as opposed to one of the feline-free houses in the neighborhood is beyond me.
It’s going to be a long night, I can tell.
*sigh*
How do I know this? Because suddenly my cats got very alert and ran into the kitchen and then I heard a loud squeak. I ran into the kitchen, and this tiny little brown mouse ran past me and one of my cats grabbed it. I swooped up my cat and she dropped the mouse... and the trail ends there because I have no idea where the hell it went.
I would like to find it and put it outside. I don’t want it in the house. I have no fear of mice - I used to have a trio of pet mice back in junior high. But field mice carry diseases, and besides, I feel sorry for the poor dumb little thing. I definitely don’t want the cats to eat it. I also don’t want to be, uh, surprised with a “gift” of mouse parts in the morning.
Why a mouse would choose this house - you know, the one with three cats - as opposed to one of the feline-free houses in the neighborhood is beyond me.
It’s going to be a long night, I can tell.
*sigh*