Mouse! In the house!

Erica Firment

mousie.jpgCaterwauling at five AM, running and thumping. The cats have found a mouse, but don’t know what to do with it. The mouse is golfball-sized and terrified. Plover has trapped it in the fireplace and taps it gently with his paw. I grab a plastic bowl and prepare to clap it over the mouse. He makes a desperate escape into the cupboard. I apologize to the cat for mistrusting him. He’s been scratching at this cupboard for several days. The mouse is gone. The cats stare for awhile, then curl up in a ball together on the couch, grooming each other in congratulatory triumph at their splendid adventure.

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4 Responses to “Mouse! In the house!”

  • jessamyn Says:
    November 18th, 2006 at 6:05 pm

    I had a mouse too! Though mine escaped before I actually saw it and I have no cats to follow up with.

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    November 21st, 2006 at 3:21 pm

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  • Bill Adams Says:
    November 22nd, 2006 at 6:19 pm

    Must be mouse season. I’ve been battlin’ them here in Hawai’i for the past 3-4 weeks.

    As a person who is unable to kill non-human animals, except for centipedes and praying mantis, I was in a real quandary as to deal with the situation.

    Unfortunately, I finally did have to resort to WMD (Weapons of Mouse Destruction).

    I won’t go into what I did here in your blog. Maybe I’ll write a story about it in mine just so I can get into a verbal wrestling match with animal rights activists who know absolutely nothing about me.

  • Bill Adams Says:
    November 22nd, 2006 at 6:21 pm

    Darn it, the heck!

    “…as to how to deal with…”

    I hate it when I braindrop words.