amusedThe poor thing was terrified, and quite tidily penned in by the collusion of 'closet door' and 'inexplicable old window screen' that lean up against the corner of my dresser. Lilly had herself a field day smacking at it and chittering before I was able to scoop it into a plastic container and dispatch my roommate to put it outdoors.
(I didn't spare the mouse because I have a soft heart. I understand that the whole 'circle of life' gig very much applies to mice stupid enough to enter cat-infested households. That said, Lilly is an indoor-only cat, and I'd really like to restrict her consumption of California's native wildlife to, I don't know, bugs and arachnids. Things that don't have warm blood and are thus less likely to give her interesting diseases. I know, I know, I'm a lousy excuse for a cat owner. I like my cats alive.)
Because Lilly is one of the most good-natured cats I've ever met, she's already completely over the fact that I took her mouse away, and is now devoting the bulk of her attention to loafing atop my open suitcase and giving me suspicious looks. Methinks the young miss has managed to figure out that I've packed a bit more heavily than is entirely essential for an overnight stay at Kate's.
Ah, cats. They remind us of the important things in life. And, when they're cats like Lilly, they remind me why I don't have children.
October 23 2008, 06:49:53 UTC 8 years ago
His mother was an escape artist, although she mostly stayed indoors and all her children were the same. At that time we lived on a quiet street, and so allowed her and the kittens to escape to the side yard when they could get away with it, calling them in for dinner and lock down.
October 29 2008, 15:23:59 UTC 8 years ago
Cats are awesome.