Every once in a while we have mice in the house. Thankfully, it doesn’t happen too often, and hasn’t happened at all this Winter.
We employ outdoor cats to assist in keeping our house mouse-free.
There are three such cats and they have a pretty cozy little home in our garage. Their life is rather sweet if you ask me.
Last night, for about half an hour it sounded like the cats were conducting full on football practice in the garage. There were bumps and crashes, but I was, well, too lazy to check it out. It’s not that unusual for them to make noise, I told myself to excuse my slothfulness. But, last night was definitely noisier and more prolonged than most.
Within minutes of the end of their tackling scrimmage, guess what I see in the rec room, just on the other side of the wall from where the cats sleep? Yes, of course, a mouse.
I can’t say for certain, but all signs point to the fact that these three cats somehow chased a mouse INTO our house. I’m placing an official reprimand into their employment files that states “NEEDS IMPROVEMENT.”
P.S. I wasn’t too lazy to place a mousetrap and catch the sucker by morning. That’s why I’m the boss.
I totally thought that was actually Aladdin when I first saw it!!
Are you going to threaten them with pay and benefit cuts too?
Aladdin could never get that close to mouse. It would require moving
Aww, how cute! He’s alive…. right? Mice are super adorable in moderation when they are not infesting your home… But what must be done must be done(?)<did I just make up that quote?
Our best mouser is not the two cats the millers gave us, nor the two feral cats that came with our place, nor the three additional ferals we feed in bowls strategically place in our hayloft, garage, and feed room, but…our best mouser is our three legged ten year old cancer surviving dog. Not sure how she does it but can always be relied on to swat her one front leg with olympic finesse to finish off those little suckers!
No cat has ever been as good as Samatha but if you remember there were times she would bring one in just to show us that she was still doing her thing. There must be something about being three legged. Samath could also catch the gold fish that were in the pond.