Eeeeeeeeeeeek! It's A Mouse In The House...

Sometimes I just really don't give our cat Trouble enough credit. I joke all the time about how she can't catch anything but a dead bird. This morning I was looking all around for her, but couldn't find her anywhere. Then, I heard some movement in the living room. She was over by the sofa intently staring after something. I thought it might be a lizard, so I peeked down in between the sofa and lamp table, and this is what I saw:

I have a feeling that she brought this little critter in from outside, since she's been guilty of it many times in the past. If you don't give her a *once over* before you open the door to let her in, there's no telling what she'll sneak in.

So, good old Trouble Cat is pretending she is good for something after all. She acted like she saved me from this little mouse. She's such an impersonator of a mouser! She keeps going through a sequence of catching it and letting it get away. So then, the little mouse gets away and it squeezes itself through the caning around the bottom of the loveseat.

Then, Trouble catches it again when the mouse tries to exit. Then it starts all over again. Apparently, it's a bit more of a struggle coming out through the caning than it is going in. I have no idea if she ever caught the little guy or not.

It appears as though Trouble has either lost the little mouse or has already eaten it. Seeing that she is still intently watching the sofa area, my guess is that she lost it again. However, she will sit and wait until the mouse tries to make another run for it. Then, she'll capture it again. It's really just a game of Cat & Mouse, you know, and no animal loves *The Chase* better than Trouble.

Oh wait. This is the position Trouble Cat automatically assumes whenever I walk in the room. She also does this when I'm in the loo. She is a shameless slut for belly rubs. Shameless!

It sure is a good thing we're not paying her or her ass would be fired. That little mouse is probably still alive and waiting to run across my face once I'm asleep. You know I'm right. That little mouse was able to squeeze itself through a 1/2" diameter hole, which is the size of the caning on my sofa and loveseat. I guess it can probably squeeze itself underneath a door with carpet under it as well. How comforting. Oh Yeah! I'm really going to sleep well tonight.