Nasty cat'n'mouse story

[Rabbit of Caerbannog]

So we were watching Peter Jackson collect his army of little gold men last night when out of the corner of my eye I see a mouse scurry across the floor into a corner near a bookcase and plant and other stuff.

So - I wake up our resident mouser slumbering blissfully on Wife's lap and quickly place him near the corner where the mouse is and he hears it and goes to work big time, pulling paperbacks off the bottom shelf into a big pile!

A while later he gives up on direct offensive operations and goes into low-level surveilence mode.

I went over to pick up all the books he tossed trying to get the mouse (since he's useless at picking up after himself - always whining about "no opposable thumbs" and crap like that), and set a have-a-heart trap with peanut butter in the kitchen, and went to bed.

This morning my wife calls to say my daughter found the mouse. "in the trap" I ask? No - dead - under the area rug near the bookcase. Squashed very flat.

Apparently It crawled under the corner of the rug trying to get away from Cat and I stepped or kneeled on it when I went to put the books away and never heard or felt it. Just glad we found it now and not a week rom now. Eeeewwww!

[TXlib]

1. Poor kitty

I bet he would have loved to catch it himself.

[Rabbit of Caerbannog]

3. Me to. Then while he's

playing with it I could take it away and toss it outside before the ritual Mouse Sacrifice and resultant guts etc on the floor, couch etc.

[Kathy in Cambridge]

2. Awww-you robbed your resident mouser of some excitement

at least your wife found it before it started to smell!