Bump in the night (or you had ONE job)

There are three cats in my rural home. They are all fully functional and quite well catered to. It took them over 48 hours to simply flush a mouse.

One day, Ziggy was paying a lot of attention to one of the return air grates for our furnace. So, being the best cat assistant I could, I grabbed a screwdriver and opened the grate. She grabbed the resident mouse and took off.

I was able to confine her in the laundry room with the mouse. By then, Ruby and Mojo had joined in on the chase. So I closed the door and expected to return shortly to find three triumphant felines and the spoils of their efforts.

When I returned, three cats were peering under the washer.

Okay, so we wait.

First night, nothing.

And we wait.

The next night, in the middle of the night, there was a commotion. The mouse had been cornered by all 3 cats in the powder room. So I closed the door to the tiny room and expected to return shortly . . . (see above).

I had to open the door because Ziggy was scratching to be let out of the room. Apparently she was bored.

I just left the door open and figured we’d have to set a trap to look after our unwanted guest.

When I walked into the dining room this morning before my coffee, the cats were sitting in a circle, and there was the punch-drunk mouse, crouched in the middle, plotting its next move.

They had ONE job.

One thought on “Bump in the night (or you had ONE job)

  1. Love your animal stories. Keep it up.

    We have our one little dog now……she is your client…… but miss my cat. We are in a condo now so are .imited in our pets.



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