The house mousers have had a productive day today. Tiger caught, not one, but two mice today. The first one we gently pulled from his mouth and tossed outside to the barn mousers. "Queen Sheba" of the barn cats, walked nonchalantly to the door, picked the mouse up in her mouth and then walked it over to our dog's "cooling pool" - plop! In it went. She tortured it for several minutes.
Then after the kids got home, Tiger caught the second mouse. When the kids tried to take the mouse it evidently was still 100% alive, and barreled down the hallway. Now you would think that after a few years of mice and getting used to hairy spiders and slithery snakes, we would not have acted the way we did. My throat still hurts for screaming. Yup. We all did the one-step dance and screamed as the very tiny mouse scampered around our feet.
Sha-bam! Tiger caught it anyway and out the door it went. Phew!
Just a few minutes ago our 8 year-old caught her first frog this season. And if you have read my blog, you know how I feel about frogs! They have me on tape. I'm waiting to see if they will attempt to bring it inside.
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