Cat & Mouse

I think I forgot to tell you all about our mouse. We had a mouse about this time last year which we trapped in the guest bedroom by shoving a towel into the crack under the door. Several days later we saw that the mouse had eaten its way through the towel, but it didn't show its furry little head around so that was that.

Sunday, I was sitting here at my computer...like hell if I remember what I was doing, but as always it sounded like the cats were in the hallway fighting. They banged against the door to Scott's office, and I turned to look to make sure neither had drawn blood from the other. Quick as a flash I see a little grey mouse shoot down the hallway and into the kitchen. They shot after it.

Quick as a flash my fat ass was standing in my desk chair, bruising ribs in the process. Knowing that I could either try to catch and release the mouse or stand there and wait for one of the cats to deposit the mangled carcass on my rug, I got off the chair. I opened the front door thinking that if the mouse ran that way it'd be home free, but then I thought that my housebound cats would probably run outside into the dark after it.

Eventually, Puffy mauled the mouse into submission long enough for me to trap it under one of those jumbo Taco Bell cups and slide a newspaper under it (which it promptly pissed on). I walked the mouse out the front door and flung it into the yard. It was either alive (or eaten by a bird of prey) as it was gone the next morning.

Puffy now has a short term reprieve for ruining my new chair cushion with about a gallon of cat piss.

Posted by Tiffany at August 8, 2006 04:48 PM | TrackBack