Originally posted by boscibo
I opened up all the cabinet doors one night, and went to bed. The next morning, there was a dead mouse on the floor,
So she had 4 cats sitting in the kitchen all day in the roast-goose position with the watch-clock tail.
You mean like this?
Tubby used to sit like this for hours on end at my mom's house. She lives near a woods and out in the country amongst many cornfields, so mice weren't uncommon.
The most hilarious mouse situation was once when Tubby chased the mouse into the "little" bathroom (toilet, sink, small shower stall and not much room). My mom followed them in there with a broom. We heard a bunch of screams (eeks) from my mom, a few meows from Tubby and a bunch of jumping, swats of the broom and general wrestling around. Finally the door opened, my mom emerged exhausted with Tubby proudly following with the mouse in his mouth. However, the mouse wasn't dead as they all thought, and as soon as Tubby set it down it took off and hid - never to be seen again.
It was just so funny with all the thrashing around going on behind the closed door, and the mouse getting away in the end.
Here's another picture of Tubby keeping a sharp eye on the mouse. He really didn't bother it unless it took off running. Then he'd have to bat it around a bit, but would eventually get tired and the mouse would end up back in the heater pipes - which is where my mom figured they always came in.
Tubby was maybe 4 years old in this picture.
Tubby
Spring 1986 - Dec. 11, 2004
RIP Big Boy
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Peanut
Fall 1988 - Jan. 24, 2007
RIP Snotty Girl
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Robin
Fall 1997 - Oct. 6, 2012
RIP Sweet Monkeyhead Girl
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