Sunday, November 10, 2013

The joys of owning cats...

I have five cats. Three adults (one male and two females) and two 4 month old kittens I'm hoping to give for adoption. At 8 10 this morning, my girls insisted I let them outside to play and seeing as I had 40 more minutes before having to leave for work, I complied, leaving the porch door open. You see where this is going, right?

At 8 45, I went the bedroom to get dressed and noted the male cat reaching for something behind the clothes hamper. On a closer look, I realized that one of my girls was doing the same thing on the other side of the hamper. Curious, I pulled the hamper from its place, and there it was, in whole its glory, a big mouse. Or, a small rat, judging but its size.

Now imagine me screaming like a banshee, the cats, four of them, converging on the mouse, chasing it through the bedroom, through the closet and moving through the house to the open kitchen. And despite the number of cats, the mouse escaped, somewhere in the living room.

I had to drag the desk, the few boxes I had next to it, some books and I still couldn't find the intruder. Luckily, I don't have much furniture. So, I left all 5 cats in the living room with the mouse, firmly requesting they present me with a corpse upon my return.

Okay, I understand them bringing me gifts, but if it has to be mice, is it too much to ask for them to be dead?

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