innocent_lex

The patented old-amazon-box-with-bird-seed-in-it mouse extraction plan has been put into effect once more. Cat brought in a mouse. I've explained several times that mice live outside. It's really not sinking in. So now I have to wait however long it'll take for the mouse to feel safe and hungry enough to want the food, and to walk into the little amazon box. I feel it's going to be a late one.

Step 1: ignore alarm clock as long as possible
Step 2: wonder what that noise is I don't recognise
Step 3: work out what that noise is
Step 4: get out of bed in search of the noise
Step 5: find key to open window
Step 6: open window and let the sparrow out that's been flapping its wings against the glass
Step 7: explain, yet again, to the cat that birds live outside
Step 8: breakfast

I was sitting in the study (study! I have a study!) doing study things when I realised I could hear a cat running back and forth across the bedroom above me. Ah hah! Only one thing would cause that, so I went upstairs and, lo, there was one cat and one mouse getting to know one another. I locked the cat outside the bedroom, and five minutes later me and the mouse were getting to know one another instead as I carried it downstairs and out into the garden. Mice may well be small and cute, and their little small, cute paws may be all light, and their fur is all soft, but wow, I washed my hands four times just to be sure. Cats are now locked in the house for a few hours to give the mouse a bit of time to find its way home, wherever that might be.

Nature is back where it should be.

Ick. Have chased the cat out after he came in with a mouse. Not pretty and not pleasant and he knows full well I'm displeased. I thought he'd stopped doing this - hasn't done it for quite a while now. Grrr.