first of all, i heard shadow walking around so i got up to give him his blue pill, which he needs every morning an hour before he eats. went back to bed, and winston came in the doggie door. but something seemed a little odd. i said to kevin, “is he alone?” and then we heard lots of scuffling around.
kevin said to mollie, who was lying between us, “go get it, mollie,” so she leapt out of bed and joined winnie in the bathroom.
oh boy. i got up and went into the bathroom and they had cornered the mouse behind some stuff on the floor. at least in the bathroom there aren’t many many things for a mouse to hide behind. i moved the stuff and mollie attacked…but the mouse wasn’t dead. “kill the mouse,” i kept saying to mollie but since the mouse was critically injured she didn’t seem to care anymore.
the mouse then made a valiant attempt to run for it. it dragged its little body across the floor, its back leg broken, and i’m sure it was internally bleeding.
KILL THE MOUSE! but mollie wasn’t so interested. i left the bathroom, closing them in and went out to find kevin. where could he have gone at 5 a.m.?
he was in the kitchen. was this is, was he really getting up? i told him the mouse was still alive and he went to find work gloves to deal with the mouse (was he going to squish it with his bare hands???) and i decided to come in here and get away from it all.
shadow is lying next to me, mollie finally did finish off the poor mouse, and now i’m going BACK TO BED. hopefully kevin is doing the same. five o’clock is way too early to get up.
i mean, i don’t want mice invading my house, but i also don’t want to have to witness a poor maimed mouse dragging its crushed leg across my floor.
that darn cat.
ok then, i sleep some more. i hope your weekend starts with less drama.
much too early saturday grace.