I love my cats - I must do. Early night last night. I got to sleep around midnight. Call of nature roused me at around 2.30 accompanied by the oh so familiar sound of a mouse squealing for its little life. Both David and I were alerted to the fact that once again my two indoor cats had found an interactive toy and it was giving them a good run for its money. The sight of David and me searching for a mouse under the kids toys in the craft room, in and under all my card trays, and ink pads, in the shoe pile and under the stairs. Where were Solliewoli and Billybob? In the conservatory by now, one under a dining chair and the other sitting on his cat sofa. Sparkie was standing just looking into them, - shaking his head. Ten minutes we were looking for that mouse and where was it? 0In Solliewolis mouth all the time. It had gone quiet because he had suffocated it. He sat growling at us all, - no one was taking his toy from him. I had to leave them in the conservatory all night with the doors closed as I knew what came next - a half eaten mouse on my sleeping face. I have just cleaned away the remains of the mouse while he was eating his breakfast, but he will not be pleased with me when he finds out.
Posted on: Sat, 05 Jul 2014 08:48:11 +0000
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