The cats woke me up at 5:30 am this morning playing with a mouse in the bedroom. Not a toy mouse - a real one. If they would just kill it and be done with it, that wouldn't be so bad. But they worry it to death first. By the time I woke, it was injured and bleeding and wouldn't live much longer anyway. I got up and threw it in a grocery sack, then, in nothing but nightgown and slippers, took it out to the barn for the kitties there to eat. The lawn got mowed yesterday, and it was covered with dew, so I came back in tracking wet grass that had gotten stuck all over my slippers. Heh heh, at least it wasn't cow manure. Then I discovered blood on my brand new bathroom rug, so I had to scrub that out in the bathtub, and then threw it with some other rugs in the washer and turned it on. Then wiped up more blood stains from papers I had on the floor in the bedroom which the cats (and the mouse) had made a mess of. Sorry if I'm being too graphic - just trying to explain how AWAKE I was by that time.
I'll be glad when it's colder and "mouse season" is over. (Well actually, I won't be glad about the colder part.) Poor little things! I know - I'm a softie. Any mice that end up in my live trap get transported 5 miles away to a wilderness area down by the river. The cats have no such scruples about killing the local wildlife, however.
One nice thing about this adventure - it did get me out of bed at just the right time to view some of the Orionid meteor shower. Well, okay I saw one meteor. Or thought I did. The stars were brilliant and gorgeous despite the security light that stays on all night long, and Orion was high overhead. We're still far enough away from the city lights, that the sky is quite breathtaking.
I'm looking forward to an uneventful night tonight...okay guys? No mouse hunting, or you'll all be sleeping in the kitchen!
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