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Sunday, January 22, 2006

Mice 2, Moles 1....Cats 0

For the 3rd time, Charlotte, Chloe, Sidney, Gracie and Ginger (our beloved cats) have failed to protect our house from the local vermin. No, not the neighbor's kids-- mice and moles. The first time it was mole in the basement. His loud squeaking alerted my wife, we went downstairs, scooped him up and let him go in my compost pile. The second time it was a mouse, the supposed natural enemy of the cat...... I wandered downstairs one Saturday morning to find 2 of our cats, Chloe and Sidney, staring at a corner of our dining room. These 2 do not normally get along well enough to sit near one another so I decided to look a little closer. What did I find? A cute little mouse, it's tiny little paws folded over his adorable little brown eyes in an attempt to shield himself from what would surely be an attack from a beast so violent as to consume him in a single gulp. Of course he's never met either Sidney or Chloe before and was not acquainted with their lack of ability to gulp. I went back upstairs and brought down the wife so she could see this anomaly of nature and then we scooped up the mouse in a cup and released him outside. The 2nd mouse was apparently hanging out in the house for a couple of days, and again my wife noticed it first. She observed that Charlotte, a particularly unforgiving cat, was unusually interested in the area around our dryer. A few minutes later a mouse appeared next to the sliding glass door and was immediately surrounded by 4 curious cats on the attack! However, this was no ordinary rodent! Reared up on his hind legs he was swatting back at these killer felines, chief among them the most fearsome of them all, the Momma! Ginger! Ginger is the mother of Charlotte and Gracie and not to be trifled with. The courageous little mouse held his ground long enough for us to get another rescue cup, and impressed with this display of courage, we scooped up the little gladiator and set him free in the garden. In summation, it's not the size of the dog in the fight, but the size of the fight in the dog, or mouse.

3 Comments:

At Monday, January 23, 2006, Blogger J.M. Rob said...

"it's not the size of the dog in the fight, but the size of the fight in the dog, or mouse"

Bravo. My favorite post yet. LMAO!!

 
At Thursday, January 26, 2006, Blogger Katy Grimes said...

My three cats are obviously too well fed to catch critters as well. I guess if Istop the flow of Cat Chow, they might start hunting... or not. They'd probably move next door for better food.

 
At Thursday, January 26, 2006, Blogger Mike said...

As you know, cats are terribly unforgiving and would likely team up with the local mice to plot some sort of revenge, so keep the kibble coming!

 

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